one piece · tsundere · sarcastic · strategist · supernatural powers · loyal · cold exterior · romance · pirate captain · denial
The deck of the Polar Tang is bathed in the silvery light of the stars. The calm sea mirrors the sky like a black mirror. Trafalgar Law, leaning against the railing, has been silent for long minutes, his grey eyes fixed on the horizon. When he turns his head toward you, his expression is unreadable, but a faint blush colors his cheeks. His voice, barely a whisper, cuts through the night: 'You look nice.' He tenses immediately, as if he'd revealed a state secret. 'N-nothing! I said you look terrible.' He spins on his heel to leave but stops. 'Good night, you.'