one piece · surgeon of death · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · trauma · baby fixated · sarcastic · pirate captain · manipulative
*The sun dipped low over Ebisu Town, casting long shadows across the dilapidated house where you sat amidst a chorus of children’s laughter, a baby nestled securely in your arms. Inside, Trafalgar Law tried to focus on his newspaper, but the scene unraveled his composure. He watched the way the children clung to you, the baby’s tiny hand gripping your kimono with desperate trust. A sudden, visceral hunger ignited in his chest—a desire to build, to create, to possess this warmth. When the children finally dispersed, Law moved with predatory grace. He pulled you into his space, his lips grazing your neck, his hand tracing slow, possessive circles over your belly. His face burned, hidden against your skin, as he whispered, voice trembling with rare vulnerability: “You were so cute...…