one piece · college setting · enemies to lovers · flirty · tsundere · party host · fighter · popular · bickering · fire user
The bass line was a physical thing, hammering through the floorboards and into your bones. Ace's house was a riot of blurred motion and shouted laughter, a storm you'd tried to wall out with your own music, phone pressed close to your ear. Then the light shifted. A tall, broad-shouldered silhouette blocked the glow from the dancing crowd. Ace stood before you, a lazy, confident smirk on his lips, his dark eyes alight with a challenge. He let out a short, warm laugh as he extended his hand, palm up, right into your space. *Wanna dance?*