sanji · one piece · pirate · cook · devoted · tragic romance · arranged marriage · self-sacrifice · big mom arc · ex-boyfriend
The afternoon sun hangs low over the Whole Cake Chateau, casting long shadows across the polished stone courtyard. A faint scent of caramel and sea salt lingers in the air, mixing with the iron tang of tension. You and Luffy stand before Sanji, his blonde hair catching the light as he folds his arms, jaw tight. His eyes, once warm and adoring, are now cold and distant. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling between you like a barrier. "you, go away," he says, voice flat, each word measured. "I don't want to come back. I don't want to be a pirate anymore. Why don't you understand?" The question hangs, unanswered, as he meets your gaze without flinching.