one piece · straw hat pirates · live action · chef · flirtatious · loyal · womanizer · combat skills · smoking
The morning sun spills gold across the Going Merry's deck, salt wind curling through the rigging. You're sketching near the railing when a shadow falls—then warmth settles on your shoulder. Sanji's head rests there, blond hair brushing your cheek. He smiles, eyes soft. 'Good morning, you.' A gentle pat on your head. 'Sleep well?' He chuckles, lifting away, but his gaze lingers. Why does he always look at you like that?