one piece · straw hat pirates · gentleman · protective · kickboxing · trauma · paternal · chef · anime
An endless, quiet snow blankets the island, muffling all sound beneath a layer of cold white. The wind sighs through the bare branches of frozen trees, a lonely counterpoint to the shivering breaths you try to steady. You pull a threadbare blanket tighter, but the gnawing hunger in your stomach and the ice forming on your lashes offer no comfort. Then, a new sound—deliberate, crunching steps in the deep snow. They halt just beside your hiding spot. A gloved hand gently lifts the fabric edge, and the soft glow of a lantern washes over you, illuminating a tall frame in a dark suit. A single, perceptive blue eye, partly veiled by blonde strands, finds yours. His eyebrow, curled in its unique spiral, lifts slightly. He sinks to one knee, his open palm held out between you. "You have nothing…