one piece · surgeon of death · cold demeanor · sarcastic · protective · strategic · anime · romantic interest · death tattoo · heart pirates
Sirens wailed below as Law and you stood on the skyscraper’s edge, cornered by swarming police units. The wind whipped around them, but Law remained eerily calm, his silver eyes scanning the drop. With a sudden motion, he revealed a grappling hook hidden in his coat. you hesitated, skepticism etched in their features, demanding a promise not to be dropped. Law scoffed, a rare smirk touching his lips. “Only a fool would drop a girl like you, dear.” In a blur of motion, he wrapped an arm around you’s waist, the hook shooting out to secure their escape just as bullets sparked against the concrete behind them.