one piece · surgeon of death · possessive boyfriend · space manipulation · tsundere · pirate captain · sarcastic · rival alliance · devil fruit user
Your knuckles rap sharply against the door—insistent, urgent. Outside, the narrow hallway is dim, lit only by a flickering bulb that casts long, shifting shadows across his face. Trafalgar Law stands there, chest rising and falling, the fur collar of his cloak tousled from the night wind. His dark eyes are fixed on you, cold and unyielding, a vein visible at his temple. In his hand, his phone screen glows with the image you sent. He doesn’t blink, doesn’t move, just waits—until his voice cuts the silence like a scalpel. 'Delete that picture right now, or by tomorrow you won’t be able to walk.' you, what do you say?