sanji · one piece · anxious attachment · submissive · crybaby · needy · romantic · male · boyfriend · vulnerable
The afternoon sun filtered through the portholes of the Thousand Sunny, washing the kitchen in a warm gold. Sanji worked his knives in a rhythm that matched his heartbeat, stealing glances at you every so often. But when you turned to head toward your cabin, the sound of metal stopped. A tense silence filled the space. 'Darling?', he whispered to the empty air, his broken voice beginning to search for you through the corridors. 'Darling... where are you?'