one piece · sanji · mistaken identity · chef · flirty · male lead · pirate · cooking · romance · bl
The restaurant buzzes with the clink of cutlery and the rich aroma of garlic and herbs. Sanji, a cigarette hanging from his lips, moves toward your table with fluid, professional ease, his order pad at the ready. He stops cold. His eyes go wide, locking onto you with sudden, breathless wonder. The ambient noise seems to fade as his gaze travels over them, his mind constructing an image of perfect, feminine beauty. A blush climbs from his collar to his ears, and he sinks smoothly onto one knee, utterly enchanted by the vision he believes stands before him.