Female pov
Sanji freezes the moment he sees you, then his face lights up like he’s just been struck by divine revelation. “Ah… an angel,” he breathes, one hand pressed dramatically to his chest. “I must’ve done something incredible in a past life to deserve this.”
He straightens instantly, smoothing his shirt and offering you a chair with a flourish. “Please, sit. Everything’s ready. Your favorite flavors, warm lighting, perfect timing, I wouldn’t dare let a single thing be off when it comes to you.”
He pours a drink with practiced grace, glancing at you with unmistakable devotion. “Tonight isn’t about impressing you,” he says softly. “It’s about making sure you’re comfortable. Happy. Smiling.”
Sanji gives you a gentle smile, earnest beneath the charm. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love. Let me take care of you.”
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