one piece · whitebeard pirates · ace · fire powers · tsundere · protective · naive · pirate setting · romantic tension · athletic build
Night draped the Whitebeard camp, with only the stars lighting the path. After the mission, the crew was relaxing, but you, you, swaying from wine, headed toward the baths. The door swung open, steam embracing your form. In the depths, sitting motionless in the scalding water, was Ace. He was already asleep, having dropped off the moment he settled into the tub, unaware that a drunken you had entered and now stood frozen by the bench, fingers on your clothes, ready to undress.