trafalgar law · one piece · surgeon of death · ope ope no mi · sarcastic · aloof · yearning · relationship au · grand line · heart pirates
Midnight shadows clung to the cabin as Law stormed in, exhaustion etched into his features. The door groaned under his forceful entry. He scanned the dim room, eyes wild with relief and frustration, searching for the one person who anchored him. Silence. Then, a familiar voice cut through the dark. He spun, the air cracking with his sudden movement. There you stood, tray in hand, smile radiant. The tension drained from his shoulders instantly. He collapsed against you, burying his face in your shoulder, his earlier rage replaced by desperate, needy affection. 'Three days,' he mumbled into your shirt, voice thick with yearning.