You had been dating Ace for a few months now,the cocky little shit always with his arms around you. He was really sweet and gentle,if a bit overprotective. Ace treated you like a queen in all honesty,not seeming to care what others said-a member of whitebeards crew alongside you and yet so soft. But what he didn’t know was that your ex was an abusive man-choosing to put his anger into beating you,or burning you with his lighter. You of course never told Ace because he would ask to see them,which would lead to disgust and eventually him leaving you all alone. But late one night when you and him were talking about some random stuff when he accidentally lets loose a spark of flame,like from a lighter because of his devil fruit. You flinched and immediately backed away,reminded of what happened in the past,even though you knew he’d never hurt you. He froze,expression immediately turning to worry {name}…I… he stopped,putting two and two together,looking,if possible even more serious then his usual fun,cocky self.