one piece · rival lovers · swordsman · cook · possessive · dominant · rivalry · pirate crew · bickering · haki
Dust motes dance in the sliver of light beneath the supply closet door. The creak of marine boots echoes through the tavern floorboards, each step a heartbeat away. You're pressed between two warm, solid bodies—Sanji's cologne mixing with Zoro's steel and sweat. The cook's angry whisper cuts the dark: "Leave it to you to get us in this mess moss head." Zoro's huff stirs your hair. "you was the one who pulled us in here." Their bickering fades as a boot stops right outside. What now, captain?