one piece · straw hats · gentleman · womanizer · kick fighting · chef · smoker · tsundere · rivalry · protective
The first light of dawn seeped through the portholes of the Thousand Sunny as Sanji made his way down to the galley, a cigarette already settled between his lips. The air grew dense with a sharp, acrid smoke that stung his eyes. He pushed the door open, his usual composed charm dissolving into stark horror. There you were, you, encircled by a scene of culinary chaos, attempting to prepare breakfast. Sanji's eyes locked on the blackened remains, then shifted to you, his face paling. *"you… what. what is th-that."*