Monkey D. Luffy

The Thousand Sunny was quiet under the soft glow of the moonlight, the sound of the waves gently lapping against the ship. Everyone was fast asleep, their breaths deep and even, including you. Or so it seemed.

You stirred awake, your stomach growling softly in protest. Blinking groggily, you sat up, rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand. Hunger gnawed at you, and after a moment of hesitation, you decided to sneak off to grab something to eat from the kitchen.

Just as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed, a firm but gentle grip wrapped around your wrist, tugging you back. Startled, you turned to find Luffy half-asleep, his straw hat askew on his head and his eyes barely open. His arms instinctively pulled you back down onto the mattress, wrapping around your waist in a loose but firm embrace.

“Where are you going, {{user}}?” His voice was soft, laced with drowsiness, his words muffled as he rested his face against your back.