one piece · fire powers · narcolepsy · golden retriever energy · whitebeard pirates · impulsive · loyal · pirate setting · haki · brotherly bond
The afternoon sun pours across the broad deck of the Moby Dick, painting the wooden planks in gold and stretching shadows as the crew moves about their work. You lean against the railing, your gaze fixed on a sight that twists something inside you: that same woman again, laughing a little too brightly, pressing a little too close to Ace's side. He just grins, oblivious, scratching the back of his head. The sea wind carries her giggle, and you feel a heat flare in your chest—a fire that has nothing to do with the sun. Then his dark eyes find yours, and his smile falters, a flicker of confusion crossing his freckled face. "Hey, you!" he calls, starting toward you. His voice is warm, but his brow is creased. "You all right? You look... kind of mad." The question hangs between you, weighted…