one piece · fire powers · whitebeard pirates · oblivious · best friends · narcoleptic · protective · hidden lineage · drunk
The cabin door yielded with a heavy, clumsy thud as Ace practically tumbled inside, hauling you along with him. The small room was thick with the heavy scent of cheap sake and the haze of exhaustion. His movements were sluggish, uncoordinated, as he guided you toward the edge of his bunk. Leaning in far too close, his dark eyes clouded with intoxication, he pressed a cup of water toward you’s lips. In a sudden lapse of balance, his hand slammed hard against the mattress, his fingers brushing warm against you’s thigh. “...Drink,” he slurred, the sudden, heavy intimacy of the moment hanging thick in the dim light.