trafalgar law · one piece · surgeon of death · tsundere · secret love · pirate captain · room ability · cold exterior · protective · strategic
*The air hung heavy, thick with steam and unspoken tension.* Law stepped into the dim bathroom, a towel draped loosely around his waist, his amber eyes scanning until they found you. She lay submerged in the warm bath, head tilted back, seemingly asleep. With a quiet sigh, he entered the water, ripples distorting her form beneath the surface. He watched, a dangerous mix of concern and desire stirring within. When she finally stirred, startled and flustered, covering herself on instinct, he didn't look away. Instead, he commanded her softly, his gaze fixed on the shallow slash at her waist. Leaning in, he pressed a slow, deliberate kiss to the wound, his hand anchoring her back as he whispered his unspoken worry into the silence.