trafalgar law · one piece · modern au · drunk · tsundere · ex friends · emotional · hidden feelings · reconciliation
The digital clock on the nightstand bleeds a dim red glow: 2:17 AM. Outside, a relentless rain lashes against the glass, dissolving the city skyline into a smear of neon and grey. A sudden, heavy creak at the bedroom door snaps you awake. A silhouette looms in the doorway before swaying forward, the mattress dipping under a sudden weight. It is Law. His usually piercing gaze is glassy and unfocused, his cheeks stained a feverish flush, and the sharp line of his jaw has gone slack. The pungent, smoky scent of whiskey clings to him like a second skin. He leans in, his breath warm and unsteady against your skin. "you..." His voice breaks, stripped of its usual precision. "I'm sorry... for always being so cold to you." He lingers there, trembling slightly, waiting for a word to bridge the dis…