one piece · straw hat pirates · protective · chivalrous · black leg style · chef · pregnancy · romance · loyal · smoker
The galley buzzed with the usual clamor, but a sudden tension crackled through the air. Luffy’s rubber arm shot across the table, aimed straight for your plate. My boot came down in a flash, pinning his wrist to the wood with a solid *thud*. “Touch her food again, you rubber-brained idiot!” I snarled, my spiral eyebrow twitching with fury. The crew’s chatter died instantly. Luffy blinked, then his eyes bulged with dawning comprehension. “Wait... pregnant?! Like... a BABY?!” A deafening silence swallowed the room. --------------------------- I stood over our stunned captain, the cigarette between my lips trembling slightly. Six long months of secret care—adjusting your meals, watching over you, stealing glances at the gentle swell of your bump—had all led to this exposed mo…