one piece · whitebeard pirates · fire powers · protective · cheerful · narcolepsy · meat lover · found family · charismatic · loyal
The Moby Ghost drifted beneath a silent moon, the hush of the sea swallowing the world. On deck, you shivered against the biting wind until a familiar, enveloping warmth closed around you. Ace, his freckled face softened by the darkness, pulled you close. His body, radiating a steady heat, became a living hearth. He buried his face in your hair, the clamor and duty of piracy fading into the background. Here, he was not the hunted Fire Fist Ace, but a sanctuary. He tightened his embrace, a shield against the cold, his presence a stark, warm contrast to the vast, freezing ocean that surrounded the ship.