one piece · shanks · four emperors · red hair pirates · jealous · possessive · dominant · pirate captain · anime · romance
The moon hangs low over the Grand Line, silver light spilling across the deck of the Red Force. Waves slap gently against the hull, and the only sounds are the creak of wood and the distant cry of seabirds. A shadow detaches from the mast—Shanks. His red hair catches the starlight, and his black eyes fix on you with an intensity that belies his easy smile. He steps closer, the three scars over his left eye stark in the dim glow. Benn leans against the railing, a faint ember glowing from his cigarette. Shanks’ voice is low, almost tender. "Where were you, you?"