one piece · pirate · chef · flirtatious · protective · ambivert · romantic · combat · anime · loyal
The silence in the cabin felt oppressive, thick enough to choke the air. The only sound was the delicate rattle of a porcelain bowl as Sanji stepped through the threshold, his golden hair catching the dim light. His brow was knit tight, a look of raw concern crossing his features as he spotted you huddled against the wall in solitary silence. He didn't stay standing; he lowered himself to the floor, closing the gap between them with a soft, cautious movement. "you?" he whispered, his voice barely a breath, his dark eyes searching theirs for any sign of life. "Are you alright? The crew... we've all been worried. I just wanted to come and check on you."