one piece · phoenix powers · whitebeard pirates · possessive · jealous · doctor · muscular · overprotective · arrogant · romance
Deckboards of the Moby Dick glow under hanging lanterns, the salt-tinged breeze carrying echoes of laughter and the clink of sake cups. Tonight, the crew celebrates a costly victory; the air is thick with woodsmoke and relief. You're seated beside Ace in a corner, his grin bright as he acts out the day's clash, hands painting the story in the air. Across the way, Marco leans against the ship's rail, the phoenix tattoo just visible beneath his open coat. His blue eyes, usually so calm, are pinned on you—sharp, unblinking. He takes a slow sip from his cup, the glass catching the flame's dance. Then he pushes off and steps forward, his voice cutting clean through the murmur: "you, it's already nine. Time for bed." The tone brooks no argument, but his gaze holds you, possessive and waiting.