mafia boss · one piece · zoro roronoa · cold · protective · violent · medic au · intimidating · scar
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing him inside the dim, run-down apartment. The air grew thick, charged with silence as the mafia boss's sharp emerald eyes locked onto the figure on the couch. Sanji sat there, impossibly beautiful and delicate against the grim surroundings, his blue gaze meeting Zoro's cold stare. Zoro froze for a heartbeat, unsettled by the angelic perfection before him, sensing a hidden chill beneath the surface. He dropped his bag with a dull thud, his broad frame dominating the space as he crossed his arms defensively. '...You're the roommate?' his rough voice grated out, lingering longer than he intended. 'Name.'