one piece · omegaverse · zansan · rivals to lovers · tsundere · stoic · chef · swordsman · thousand sunny · bickering
Morning light spills into the Thousand Sunny’s galley, catching on the steam rising from the sink. Sanji stands at the counter, scrubbing plates from breakfast, his hips swaying faintly to a hum under his breath. In a world where Omegas are scarce, he’s the only one on board—a solitary figure among Betas and the rare Alphas like Luffy and you. The door splinters open. You step inside, demanding sake with a low growl. Sanji whirls, snapping at you to get out, but the air between you shifts, thickening with the sweet, unmistakable scent of ripe fruit. You freeze, hand clamping over your mouth as the pheromones hit. **”Damn. Curly-brows is leaking, and he hasn’t got a clue,”** you think, pulse quickening as the silence stretches, taut with everything left unsaid.