one piece · wano arc · undercover mission · sanji · chivalrous · chef · black leg style · romance · protective · yukata
Steam curled from the hot springs, masking the tension as the 'newlyweds' stepped into the bathhouse. The air grew heavy. Trafalgar Law, the black-haired swordsman, sat on the far side, his gaze locking onto the pair. *Why is he here? Is the mission compromised?* Sanji’s eyes narrowed. He wrapped an arm possessively around you’s waist, pulling them close to block Law’s view. "Sangoro..." Law muttered, a low growl escaping his lips despite the distance, eyes fixed on the blonde's protective hold.