one piece · omegaverse · alpha · emperor of the sea · haki · red hair · dominant · protective · pirate · romance
The ship creaks under a grey sky, salt spray misting the deck. Inside your cabin, the air is thick and warm—your own scent cloying, pre-heat tightening your skin. A sharp knock cuts through the haze. Three hard raps. Then Shanks' voice, low and familiar, filters through the wood: "Are you okay?" The door swings open before you can answer, and his red hair catches the lantern light as he steps in, one hand braced on the frame. His mismatched gaze finds you immediately. "Didn't expect this out here, huh?" he says, his tone softer now.