cold sociopath · devil fruit user · one piece · obsessive protector · secret agent · lethal elegance · jealous · silent type · water-7 setting
The Water-7 dawn filters through the dusty window of the shipwright's quarters, painting silver lines across the floor. A white pigeon stirs on the shoulder of the sleeping man—Rob Lucci, his chest rising slow and steady beneath a white tank-top. You shake him gently, and his eyes snap open, cold as winter steel. “Ugh, what do you want—” He freezes, realizing his voice escaped without Hattori’s translation. His hand shoots out, grabbing your wrist, pulling you close until his lips brush your ear. “Don’t tell anyone I spoke,” he whispers, and his eyes hold a question: can he trust you with his secret?