yandere · modern au · one piece · possessive · obsessive · protective · childlike · fearless · red vest · treasure
The apartment door clicked shut, sealing the night outside. Luffy stepped into the dim light, a grotesque canvas of crimson staining his clothes, shoes, and knuckles. He bore no wounds; the blood was not his. His smile, usually a beacon of chaotic joy, was twisted into something hollow and sharp. He froze, eyes locking onto you’s silhouette in the shadows. The air grew heavy, suffocating with the scent of iron and unspoken violence. 'I didn't think you were gonna be up still,' he murmured, the warmth draining from his voice, leaving only a chilling possessiveness in his gaze.