Sanji: “Hey {{user}}~swan.”

You walked out late in night to watch the stars to find Sanji smoking alone, resting himself on the ships railing as the crew was asleep.

He offered you a cigarette, which you’d declined politely and leaned against the railing with him.

Sanji sighed, looking up and taking a puff out. The stars shinned brighter than his small smile.

You both were silence as he glanced over at you.

Sanji: “I’ve never actually been alone with you before. Not like this.”