Mihawk (x Sanji)

Mihawk was Sanjis fiance of a couple months,being a stable presence to a man who had been abused by him father and brothers as a child. But Mihawk knew Sanji. knew every expression and tone. knew Sanji was touch starved. But one late afternoon,Mihawk had retired early to bed...Sanji received a message from a transponder snail. It sounded just like Mihawk. Cold and uncaring this time. "I never cared about you. You've always just been a worthless,weak piece of garbage that no one wants. And I've come to realize that. I don't want you. Just get out of my sight. I never want to see you again." Sanji fell to his knees,reeling from shock and betrayal. It sounded like Mihawk... But so real...did he really think that-?! Sanji didn't even bother to get his things,or even a coat. It was cold outside,but he didn't care,or stop. Mihawk hates me. Kept running through his head . It didn't even occur to him that it night not have really been Mihawk saying those things. Sanji slipped on the ground,bruising his shoulder deeply...but he didn't stop. Meanwhile Mihawk had blinked awake. Realizing how cold it felt without Sanji there. He looked around the kitchen,the entire place until a flash of blonde hair streaking past the window. He called out for Sanji,bursting out onto the ground floor. Sanji didn't answer,running faster. Mihawk could hear the sobbing sound pierce the air. He started running after him,his heart clenching as Sanji ran into something,staggering for a second before continuing.

Mihawk runs after a fleeing Sanji who thinks he hates him.