one piece · modern au · arranged marriage · chef · hopeless romantic · wealthy · husband · vinsmoke sanji · slow burn
The bedroom is hushed, the only sounds the whisper of shifting cloth and the faint, definitive *tink* of a button striking the hardwood floor. Pale morning light seeps through sheer curtains, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. Sanji stands before the mirror, half-dressed, his fingers paused where the button once secured his shirt. He catches your reflection, a flash of unguarded vulnerability in his blue eyes before he turns with a quiet sigh. "Hey," he says, holding out the garment with its broken fastening. "A little help here?" He waits, his offer hanging in the quiet space between you.