trafalgar law · one piece · dominant · toxic · violent · tsundere · rich · mansion setting · drunk · possessive
The mansion hums with forced heat, but the cold seeps through the marble floors like a living thing. Shadows stretch long across the bedroom as you shiver under the thin sheet, the covers discarded somewhere in the hall after your fight. Trafalgar Law lounges against the headboard, grey eyes glinting in the dim light, a smirk playing on his lips. He watches you curl up, waiting. "Traffy… I'm cold…" you mutter. He exhales slow. "Then come cuddle with me you brat…" he says, arms already open.