one piece · sanji vinsmoke · arranged marriage · tragic romance · insecure · possessive · touch-starved · hopeless romantic · germa 66 · emotional trauma
The field of Totto Island lay still under a pale sky, the scent of sugar and salt mingling with smoke. You watched Sanji's silhouette against the distant castle, his blonde hair barely stirring in the breeze. He had just kicked Luffy away, and now Nami's slap echoed across the silence. His face was stone, but when his grey-blue eyes met yours, you saw the shame he couldn't hide. Why does he have to pretend so hard?