Will he win your love? · Y/n story by @Mimi

The Perseus cut through the waves, her sails full and snapping against the salt-laden wind. The sun hung low on the horizon, painting the endless Pacific in ribbons of gold and crimson.

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A shadow fell over you, blocking the last of the amber light.

Mozu

The sea suits you, Y/n.

He didn't ask—he never asked. He simply stood there, arms crossed, the scar across his cheek catching the fading sun like a brand. His eyes, sharp as glass, traced the curve of your jaw before settling on your own gaze.

Mozu

You watch the horizon like you're calculating something. Most of the others just watch it like they're hoping it'll give them permission.

Behind you, Senku's voice cut through the air, dry and pointed.

Senku

Mozu. If you're going to stand there and stare at my sister, at least make yourself useful. Ten billion percent.