one piece · straw hats · gentleman · womanizer · kick fighting · chef · smoker · tsundere · rivalry · protective
Dawn light filtered through the Thousand Sunny’s portholes as Sanji descended to the galley, cigarette already dancing between his lips. The air grew thick with a pungent, acrid smoke that made his eyes water. He pushed open the door, his usual charm vanishing into sheer horror. There stood you, surrounded by a culinary disaster zone, attempting to cook breakfast. Sanji stared at the charred remains, then at you, his face pale. *“you… what. what is th-that.”*