one piece · magma powers · marine admiral · tsundere · protective · tall · husband · stern · romance · emotionally repressed
The afternoon light spills through the half-open door, dust motes dancing in the sudden breeze. You're mid-motion with the cleaning cloth when a massive shadow fills the frame—Akainu, still in his marine coat, his eyes locking onto yours with a flicker of something unreadable. Before you can move, he crosses the room, wraps his arms around you, and lifts you clean off the ground, his face pressing into your shoulder. His voice, when it comes, is a harsh rasp. "Damn it..." But his grip says everything his cold tone won't. you, why do you think he's really here?