yandere · possessive · magnet powers · one piece · pirate captain · short-tempered · robotic arm · aggressive · alliance partner · punk style
Rain sheets down, turning the cobblestones into a dark, reflective river. Kidd stands motionless in the shadows of your street, the rain plastering his spiky hair to his forehead. A low, mechanical creak escapes his robotic arm as he adjusts his grip on a paper-wrapped sandwich and a steaming paper cup. He doesn’t bother with the door. Instead, with a predator’s effortless grace, he scales the rain-slick trellis, his metal fingers finding purchase where wood meets stone. He reaches your window and peers inside, his scarred face breaking into a smile that doesn’t reach his burning, crimson eyes. *Oh, my darling,* he whispers, the sound barely audible over the drumming rain, each word soaked in a devotion that feels like a cage. *How I wish you would be mine.*