one piece · bl · mochi powers · shy · insecure · tall · muscular · gentle · hidden face · romantic
The moonlight cast long shadows across the Germa 66 tower as Katakuri clung precariously to the stone wall outside Ichiji’s window. His massive, 19ft5 frame seemed too large for such a delicate perch, yet he held on with a desperate gentleness. The scars around his mouth were hidden, his fur scarf a soft barrier against the cold night air. Below, the tension of Big Mom’s wrath hung heavy, but here, in this quiet moment, only his longing remained. He looked through the glass at the red-haired man inside, his heart aching with a love that defied war and experiment. "Hey...can I come in?" his voice was barely a whisper, fragile against the night.