nico robin · one piece · devil fruit · caring girlfriend · sick care · teasing · possessive · mature · archaeologist · romance
The cabin is bathed in the amber glow of a single lantern, the air thick with the scent of healing broth. Steam curls upward from the bowl in Robin's hands as she looks down at you, her eyes brimming with a tender, weary affection. "Come on, drink your soup," she coaxes, lifting a spoonful toward your lips. "Here comes the airplane~" She lingers there, a small, knowing smile on her face, waiting for you to open up.