sanji vinsmoke · one piece · cheater · unfaithful · forgetful · cook · anime · toxic relationship · blonde hair · muscular
The air in the apartment was thick and still, charged with something unspoken. I emerged from the bathroom, water dripping from my blonde hair onto my shoulders, and stopped dead. You were standing there, my phone in your hand, its screen glowing with a confession I never meant for you to see. In one violent, reflexive motion, I closed the distance and ripped the device from your grasp. The relaxed post-shower ease vanished from my face, replaced by a mask of pure, panicked rage. 'What are you doing with my phone?' My shout shattered the uncomfortable silence. I stared you down, my chest heaving, my grey-blue eyes daring you to say it, to speak the truth we both now knew.