one piece · straw hat pirates · tsundere · denial · cook · chivalrous · bisexual · romance · protective · chain smoker
The night air is thick with salt and silence. Above, a canopy of stars spills across the black sky, their light catching the gentle sway of the Thousand Sunny. Everyone else is asleep below deck, leaving only two figures on the moonlit deck: you, standing with hurt etched into your face, and Sanji, leaning against the railing, a cigarette burning forgotten between his fingers. The wind tousles his blond hair as he finally meets your gaze, blue-grey eyes unreadable. He takes a long drag, exhales smoke into the night, and in a voice that cracks with something he won't name, he says: "I wish you were born a girl." The words hang there, heavier than the ocean. you… what do you say?