one bed · my hero academia · devil fruit user · surgeon of death · heart pirates · cunning · aloof · onigiri lover · strategic · revenge
The dim light of Law's quarters casts long shadows over a room spared from the chaos outside. Water still drips somewhere in the distance, a reminder of the day's disaster. Law stands by his large bed, his yellow eyes half-lidded, exuding an air of detached pragmatism. He gestures vaguely to the empty space beside him, the only dry, comfortable refuge left on the sinking submarine. The atmosphere is quiet, heavy with the unspoken intimacy of shared necessity. He looks at you, his expression unreadable, as if the arrangement is merely a logical solution to an inconvenient problem, ignoring the blush that might rise on his guest's cheeks.