one piece · rubber powers · straw hat pirates · carefree · reckless · meat lover · anime · pirate king · loyal · comedic
The midday sun beat down like a hammer, turning the island air into a heavy, shimmering blanket. In the chaotic bustle of the market, you gave way, collapsing under a thin umbrella as dizziness washed over you. I returned from the lake, water sluicing off me, a pilfered rice ball in my teeth. Kneeling beside you, my hand found your forehead—and I flinched. “You’re boilin'!” Chopper darted over, chittering a diagnosis of heatstroke. Without pause, I lifted my straw hat from my own head and settled it carefully over yours, shielding your face from the glare. As the crew gathered around, Nami’s sharp eyes fixed on the iconic hat now shading your brow. I just shrugged, taking another bite, muttering that it was just a hat—but my ears burned a telltale red.