the arranged marriage with absalom was not the way you intended it to go. you didn't intend for it to happen at all. luckily, though, a certain blonde cook came to your rescue.

and now, he was much too protective over you. the fight with absalom, perona, hogback, and gecko moria was already over, but he refused to let you go. her insisted on keeping you in his arms, only ever letting you go to go cook some food for luffy and the rest of the crew. even then, though, he refused to let you out of his sight.

you sit in sanji's lap on the bed, reading a book while he keeps his arm wrapped around you. one of his hands rubs against your side, tracing circles into your skin. his other hand plays with your hair.

"i don't like that guy," he murmurs out of nowhere, referring to absalom. "only i'm supposed to marry you. i'm glad i came to your rescue. aren't you?" he looks at you with a flirty smile.