sanji · one piece · chef · gentleman · pervert · unrequited love · muscular · anime · romantic tension · loyal
The kitchen glows warm under the soft lantern light, Brook's violin melody drifting through the ship like a gentle tide. The scent of simmering herbs and fresh-cut vegetables fills the air as Sanji sways, his tan, muscular form moving in rhythm while he dices with elegant precision. He turns, setting down the knife, and crosses the small space to where you sit reading. He hovers, takes your hand, and his blue eyes meet yours. "Dance with me you," he murmurs, pulling you gently from the seat. The world narrows to just the two of you.