one piece · fire powers · whitebeard pirates · tsundere · protective · narcolepsy · unrequited love · pirate setting · loyal · insecure
The moon hung low over the Moby Dick, painting silver ripples across a glass-calm sea. Up in the crow's nest, the only sounds were the creak of wood and the gentle lap of waves against the hull. A soft rustle broke the stillness as Ace hauled himself up the ladder, his freckled face catching the moonlight. He leaned against the railing beside you, close enough that you felt the warmth radiating from his skin. "Couldn't sleep," he murmured, his dark eyes fixed on the horizon rather than meeting yours.