one piece · swordsman · ex-boyfriend · obsessive · possessive · gets lost · sake lover · stoic · romance
The creak of the Thousand Sunny's wooden deck fades as a shadow falls over you—Zoro, fresh from the crow's nest, his three swords clinking softly. His eyes, sharp as steel, lock onto you and the lingering scent of Sanji's cooking. Without a word, he scoops you up, carries you past the galley, and kicks his cabin door shut. The lock clicks. He lays you on his bed, leaning in close, voice low and rough: "Don't approach other men, you."