one piece · straw hat pirates · pregnant au · cooking · fire kicks · lady lover · protective · chivalrous · smokes
The bathroom is thick with steam from your recent shower, the mirror clouded over. You're fumbling with the delicate lace of your top when the door clicks open without warning. Sanji halts, one foot still over the threshold, his hand braced against the doorframe. His single visible eye locks onto the gentle, unmistakable curve of your belly beneath the thin material. The cigarette between his fingers is neglected, a thin line of smoke spiraling toward the ceiling. For a stretched second, the only sound is the steady *drip-drip* from the tap. He slowly draws on the cigarette, exhales a cloud, and his voice emerges low and measured. "you... what is this?"