jealous · possessive · modern au · trafalgar law · one piece · doctor · husband · insecure · protective · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, catching dust motes as they drift. The scent of coffee and cinnamon lingers from breakfast. Law stands in the doorway, arms crossed, watching you laugh with Rosinante across the counter. His jaw tightens. When you turns, he steps closer, voice low and honeyed with threat. "you, you look so happy talking to my big brother... Don't tell me you're trying to replace me?" His thumb traces a slow, possessive circle on you's nape.