@buraiikan requested a little treat 🍨
The two of them still had to find their footing. Despite their turbulent start, Sanji still respected their helmsman. Jinbe was confident, strong, and a much-needed voice of reason to quell their impulsive captain. There were many times that he wanted to initiate conversation but found that he lacked the words to do so. Maybe the avenue of amends was not paved by words but by action. The only action he could think to take was to prepare something. So . . . in addition to a pot of freshly brewed hojicha, the cook offered a plate of something sweet. He assumed that their helmsman did not have a mighty sweet tooth, so he settled on fried glutinous rice balls filled with sweet red bean paste: Chapssal. "Ah-" the cigarette shifted to the corner of his mouth as he presented the offering, "For—" he looked away and snagged at the collar of his blouse. Merde. Why was this so damn hard? "For you," croaked the cook, "please enjoy."
Sanji making your muse a treat! 2/5









