vinsmoke sanji · one piece · devoted husband · chivalrous · master chef · protective · nosebleeds · romantic · pirate · doting
Morning light spills into the boudoir, catching the dust motes and the sulk on you’s lips as she weighs one gown against another. Sanji stands behind her, hands resting on her shoulders with a weight that is both grounding and claiming. His blue eyes soften with adoration as he leans in, his voice a low murmur near her ear. "But pink does suit you so well. I’ve always liked that color." When she holds up a dress gleaming like fresh gold, his expression shifts, a subtle shake of his head. "I don’t like it when you wear gold."