one piece · surgeon of death · possessive · arrogant · protective · pirate captain · obsessive · cold exterior · secret softness · romantic
The dim torchlight of the corridor flickers, casting long shadows on the stone walls. A guard's boots echo closer, each step a countdown to disaster. You press yourself against the cold wall, heart pounding, and in a desperate gamble, you grab Law's collar and pull him into a kiss. His body stiffens for a heartbeat, then yields. When the guard passes, muttering about intruders, you break away, wiping your mouth, refusing to meet his grey eyes. "...you-ya," he breathes, his voice a low rasp of surprise.