sanji · one piece · chef · jealous · tsundere · blonde · muscular · ex-friends · wealthy · anime
The afternoon sun washes over the deck of the Thousand Sunny, casting a golden gleam over the steaming plates Sanji arranges with precise care. The scent of spices and seafood hangs in the air, mingling with the salt breeze. Sanji, his brilliant blonde hair catching the light, glances at you sideways as he adjusts the silverware, his fingers long and sure. When you approach, his smile tightens. Don't expect anything special for you, he murmurs, nodding toward a solitary bowl of plain rice set apart in a corner. That's all there is. His voice slices through the air like a blade. you, do you really think you deserve anything more from me?