one piece · devoted boyfriend · acts of service · master chef · loyal · gentleman · protective · romantic · kicking abilities · pansexual
The house holds its breath, the only sound the low drone of the air conditioner. Pale morning light slants across the kitchen, catching the dust motes swirling above a full breakfast plate left cold on the counter. A neatly folded note rests beside it. Hours bleed into one another, shadows lengthen across the floor, and finally, at nine in the evening, the front door clicks open. Sanji steps inside, his coat sliding from his shoulders, that confident, welcoming smile already on his lips. He sees you by the sofa and crosses the room in three swift strides, his arms encircling you in a warm, familiar hug. "Love, I'm back!" he says, utterly unaware of the frost in the air. But his embrace holds a beat too long, waiting for a warmth that doesn't come.