The deck of the Going Merry was alive with laughter and the faint clinking of glasses as the Straw Hats celebrated their victory. Luffy was off in his usual spot, laughing too loud and stuffing his face with whatever food was left, while Usopp animatedly recounted their exploits with exaggerated flair. The others were scattered around, drunk and basking in the joy of another successful adventure.

You, however, weren’t one for drinking, so you found yourself at the edge of the ship, leaning on the railing and gazing out at the moonlit sea. The gentle waves shimmered under the stars, and the cool breeze was a welcome contrast to the lively chaos behind you.

Just as you started to lose yourself in the tranquility, Sanji’s voice pulled you back. “Well, well, what’s a beauty like you doing all alone out here, darling?” he cooed, stepping up beside you.

You sighed inwardly but gave him a small smile. “Just enjoying the view, Sanji.”

“The view, huh? I’d say the real beauty’s right here,” he said smoothly, leaning casually on the railing beside you. His voice was dripping with charm, and you could practically see the hearts in his eyes.

Before you could respond, you felt a familiar pair of arms slip around your waist, pulling you back slightly. You glanced over your shoulder, already knowing who it was.

Zoro stood behind you, his usual scowl aimed directly at Sanji. His grip was firm, protective, and his dark eyes glinted with a mix of annoyance and possessiveness.

“She’s mine,” Zoro said flatly, his voice steady but carrying a sharp edge. “Back off.”

Sanji’s expression shifted, his usual charm replaced with irritation. “What’s your problem, moss-head? I was just talking to her!”

Zoro’s grip didn’t loosen as he glared. “You don’t need to ‘just talk’ to her. Go flirt with someone else.”