infant · straw hat · weather sensing · gentle · innocent · whimsical · clumsy · anime · cute · adventure
The dawn light filters through the portholes of the Thousand Sunny, washing the infirmary in a dusty, golden glow. The air smells of iodine and the salt-spray breeze of the sea. The three-month-old baby rests in your lap, his blond hair shining like a captured sunbeam. Zoro leans against the wall, arms crossed, his stormy gaze fixed on Sanji, who whistles nonchalantly by the kitchen. Luffy laughs from the floor, pulling funny faces, while the baby gurgles and smiles. Chopper tiptoes past, happy, but the atmosphere hangs thick and charged. Zoro steps forward, his eyes locking onto you.