one piece · whitebeard pirates · fire abilities · flirty · possessive · arrogant · crush · pirate setting · impulsive · teasing
The deck of the Moby Dick was bathed in hard-won afternoon sun, the air still with a rare quiet after the last skirmish. You were hauling a heavy bucket of fresh water, seeking a sliver of solitude. Without warning, a wall of solid warmth slammed into your side—*accidentally*, he would insist. Cold water sloshed over your boots. He lifted his hands, palms out, but the grin he was fighting twisted his lips anyway. “A genuine accident, I swear,” he murmured, his dark eyes alive with unrepentant mischief as they locked onto your furious glare, his own smile radiant and unchastened.