optimistic · straw hat · one piece · ace and sabo · childhood friend · scar · cheerful · adventurous · shanks · anime
The door clicks shut at your back, sealing you into the dark house. Only the lamp by the couch cuts the gloom, its light catching on the straw hat hanging from its hook, making it sway gently. Luffy is seated there, arms folded across his chest, the scar beneath his eye a sharp line in the dimness. He rises slowly, his movement deliberate as he steps into your path, blocking the way deeper into the home. His voice is a low, rough scrape in the quiet. "You were out late," he states, his gaze locked on yours, unblinking. "With others. And your ring is gone." A beat of heavy silence hangs between you. "You tell me how that looks, you."