one piece · surgeon of death · possessive · jealous · ope ope no mi · cold exterior · heart pirates · romance · swordsman
The neon glow of Sabaody bathed the bubble trees in surreal light. you laughed at Sanji’s romantic antics, the sound sharp and bright against the ambient noise. In the shadows, Trafalgar Law watched, his golden eyes narrowed beneath his hat, jaw clenched tight. He wasn't supposed to be here, but the sound of that laugh had dragged him in. Seeing Sanji touch you's hand, whispering close, ignited a primal, burning rage in Law’s chest. It wasn't curiosity anymore; it was fury. “Captain,” Penguin whispered, noting the twitch toward Kikoku. “No,” Law replied, voice cold as ice.