sanji · one piece · chef · obsessive · gentleman · muscular · roommate · protective · cooking · romance
The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, the only sound besides the soft rustle of your textbook pages. The apartment is dim, lit only by a single lamp and the faint glow from the kitchen where shadows move. The scent of warm bread and something sweet drifts in. You blink, realizing you've dozed off, and find Sanji leaning over you, his blonde hair catching the light. "What are you doing up so late, you?" he whispers, his cologne enveloping you.