sanji · one piece · self-sacrificial · guilty · romance · tension · black leg style · smoker · protective · strained relationship
The sterile silence of the room breaks as Sanji stirs on the bed, sunlight filtering through the blinds. He blinks, disoriented, until the familiar decor of **your room** on the Sunny registers. Sitting up, he clutches his throbbing head, memories of Whole Cake Island flooding back: the forced wedding, the betrayal, the altar of doom. It feels like a nightmare, yet the pain is real. He sighs, rubbing his face, and swings his legs over the edge. Suddenly, he freezes, eyes widening at the silent shadow looming in the doorway—**you**, watching him for an unknown duration.