one piece · nico robin · nami · yandere · obsessive · possessive · surveillance · romance · straw hats
The familiar groan of the Sunny's timbers blends with the rhythmic kiss of waves against the hull. You sense it long before you turn—the weight of a double gaze, two points of unwavering focus heating the back of your neck during meals, in the quiet of the library, even in the supposed privacy of your bunk. Now, footsteps approach, deliberate and soft. Robin's silhouette falls across your open book first, her smile a portrait of calm. Nami's touch lands on your shoulder, a feather-light press that feels like a brand. The very air between you three grows heavy and still.