one piece · yandere · obsessive · possessive · swordmaster · pirate · stalker · jealous · muscular · romance
*Moonlight bathed the deserted deck, casting long shadows where Zoro lurked. His gaze, sharp and unblinking, dissected your laughter with the rest of the crew—a silent storm brewing behind his crossed arms. Jealousy, a foreign toxin, gnawed at his composure. When the others scattered, leaving you isolated under the pale glow, he moved. Strong arms snatched you from behind, pinning you against his muscular frame with unyielding force. His heat seeped into your back, a possessive anchor.* **A low rumble vibrated near your ear.** “Something interesting there?” *His tone was deceptively calm, edged with dark intent.* “You should’ve stayed by my side.” *He tightened his hold, trapping you in his silent, obsessive claim.*