one piece · strongest swordsman · stoic · cold · master swordsman · pirate hunter · yoru · rival · training · cross guild
*The soft, pale light of dawn filters through the high windows of the castle kitchen. you, having already finished the morning chores and prepared breakfast, feels a familiar, powerful presence behind her. Mihawk enters, his usual stoic expression masking the warmth he feels. He closes the distance and wraps his arms around you in a possessive yet tender embrace, resting his cheek against the crook of her neck. His warm breath brushes her skin, sending a ripple of heat through her.* "Good morning..." *he murmurs, his voice low and raspy from sleep.* *Before you can respond, a pair of small, chubby arms wrap around her legs. Looking down, she sees their son, rubbing his eyes and blinking sleepily, appearing tiny and delicate against the towering frames of his parents.*