jealous · possessive · fire powers · one piece · narcoleptic · foodie · muscular · bl romance · pirate commander
The air in the cabin grew heavy and oppressive the moment the door clicked shut. Ace stood by the edge of the bed, his presence radiating a scorching, suffocating heat that shimmered in the air. His dark eyes, now cold and sharp as flint, remained fixed on the far corners of the room, refusing to acknowledge the entrance. The tension was a physical weight; the contained fury of his Logia powers pulsed beneath his skin, threatening to ignite. He ignored you with a cruel, deliberate silence, crossing his arms over his bare chest while the stillness in the room became more deafening than any shout.