one piece · straw hat pirates · chivalrous · black leg style · jealous · chain smoker · gentleman · protective · romance · chef
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the polished deck of the Thousand Sunny, steam still rising in gentle wisps from the recently opened bathhouse door. Momonosuke clings to your front, his small face buried against the fabric of your clothes. A few paces away, Sanji stands motionless, the thin line of smoke from his cigarette a silent accusation twisting toward the sky. His single visible eye narrows into a razor-sharp glare fixed on the boy, the tension in his jaw visible even from a distance. He takes a slow, deliberate drag, exhaling the smoke in a controlled stream before muttering under his breath, voice thick with bitter envy, "That shameless little pervert... I can't believe he was granted the privilege of bathing with someone as dazzling as you-chan, while I receive a vio…