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“Marimo!”
Zoro didn’t turn around. He just ignored him.
“Marimo!”, Sanji came running towards him. He jumped over the metal fence that separated the sports field from the rest of the school.
He came to a halt right before him, his chest rising and falling from his little sprint, “Marimo, I need your help.”
This was new. Sanji didn’t ask him for help. Sanji didn’t ask him for a lot of stuff, most of the time he just took whatever he needed. Sometimes that would cause a fight and that would end up in a few bruises. So Sanji asking him for help made him a little bit curious.
“I have class right now”, Zoro waved his hand towards the other students and pointed to the gym teacher.
“It’s important”, Sanji insisted and started doing some stretches when he saw the others start doing them too. Zoro shook his head, a small smile forming on his lips.
“You’re gay.”
Zoro stopped mid stretch to look at Sanji with a big question mark on his face, “Where the fuck are you going with this?”
“Gin asked me out.”
He straightened his back and scrunched his eyebrows together, a little hint of panic making his voice sound higher than usual, “He did what?”
“He asked me out.”
“…and what did you say?”
Sanji shrugged, “I said I was flattered, and I really, really am, but I don’t know.”
He was massaging his finger with his other hand, a habit he had when he was feeling nervous.
Zoro shook his head, “Wait a second, you didn’t yell at him?”
“Why would I yell at him?”, and then he smiled and continued with a much softer voice, “ It was actually kinda cute, he made me food.”
Sanji looked to the side, his cheeks growing redder.
This was a nightmare. Sanji was blushing in front of him because of another man. Sanji who he thought was the straightest of straight men out there. Sanji who he had a crush on and repeatedly refused to ask out because he thought that he was not attracted to men.
“But you’re straight?”, he asked. He had to ask to assure himself that he understood what was happening right now.
“No, I love women and I would die for them but I don’t know sometimes I- stuff like this happens and my heart does stupid things and-“, he hid his cheeks behind his hands and shook his head.
This was getting worse by the second. Sanji wasn’t just blushing because of another man, he was flustered. He sounded like he was out of breath and that wasn’t because of his sprint, no Sanji had an amazing endurance. It was because of Gin.
“Do you like Gin?”
Zoro did not want to hear the answer to that question but he had to make sure.
“I don’t know, probably not but that confession did throw me off a bit”, he brushed through his blond hair and took a deep breath in, the red in his face retreating slowly.
“You like men?”
Sanji nodded, like this revelation didn’t change Zoro’s entire world view, “Yeah I guess”
“You liked men this whole time?”, he asked, exasperated. A tiny voice in his head told him that he should start crying. He wouldn’t but the voice was still there.
“I think so but this is not why I came to you.”
“Okay, why then?”
“You’re gay”, Sanji said again.
“Yes?”, he confirmed with a nod but the answer sounded more like a question, like he wasn’t exactly sure where this conversation was going.
“Am I attractive to men?”, Sanji asked, “Or is it just Gin?”
Zoro stared at him, wishing he was anywhere but here.
“I’m a bit curious, am I a catch? Like a gay catch?”
“I’m kinda hating this conversation”, Zoro finally said after having lost his voice for a few seconds.
“Just answer the question, dumbass”, he kicked him in his shin, “Am I attractive to men?”
“You don’t know?”
Sanji groaned, “That’s why I’m asking, moron.”
“Men are attracted to you.”
Men, boys, him. He didn’t say that last part though.
“Really?”, Sanji sounded hopeful.
He turned his head to the side like he couldn’t believe the obliviousness of this man, “You never noticed?”
“Noticed what?”
“The looks?”, Zoro turned around to see the other students stealing glances at them and most likely at Sanji’s ass when he bent down to stretch his legs, “I’m pretty sure half the boys in this gym class would go out with you if you asked them.”
“Really?”, he asked again and grinned.
“Why do you sound so happy?”
“You just told me people are attracted to me”, his smile widened, “That’s a nice feeling.”
His grin vanished then and he looked unsure again, “Do you think Gin likes me, like genuinely? Or am I just a fun time to him?”
Zoro knew for certain that Gin was in love with Sanji. He had been since Sanji gave him lunch that one time. And that was years ago. He can’t believe Gin really did it. He never thought he’d man up and ask Sanji out.
To be honest, Zoro didn’t want to tell Sanji that. He didn’t want to speak well about Gin to Sanji. But Sanji asked him and Zoro was no liar.
“He’s in love with you.”
Sanji’s mouth fell open and his cheeks grew redder.
“With me? Really?”
Zoro nodded.
“Do you think I should go out with him?”
Zoro wanted to say no. He had this deep urge to go and punch Gin.
“I think you should do whatever feels right to you.”
Sanji bit his lower lip and nodded slowly, “Thanks mosshead.”
“No problem”, he said and forced a smile. His face muscles felt like they would cramp any second.
Sanji clapped his hands together, “Okay, I’ll leave you to it then, have fun in gym class, mossy.”
“Thanks curls.”
Sanji gave him a thumbs up and started walking away from the field and back to the main school building.
“Your pain is written all over your face”, Usopp said when he turned to him.
He gave him a little pat on the shoulder to comfort him.
“All this time and I just had to ask!”, he threw his hands in the air, “I can’t believe it.”
The gym teacher interrupted his moment of panic with the whistle and shouted, “Boys, pay attention.”
Zoro would deal with his feelings after class.
-
Sanji looked out the window. He didn't pay any attention to what Mrs. Nico was teaching them which was very concerning considering that it was Sanji. The guy was always glued to every word their female history teacher said.
“What’s up with you?”
Sanji turned his head to him, looking confused as if he forgot he was in school.
“Hmm?”
“Where’s your head at, curly?”
Sanji opened his mouth, closed it again and then shook his head.
“I think I’m gonna say yes”, he told him.
“To what?”
“To Gin asking me out.”
Zoro almost grimaced but fortunately, he had enough control of his face to suppress that urge.
“I think I’m gonna go on one date and see how it goes. Maybe I’ll like him”, Sanji shrugged.
Zoro wanted to punch someone again. Preferably Gin.
“If you want to”, he said simply.
“I think I do”, Sanji smiled, “He made me lunch. Fried rice. The same dish I gave him when I first met him. He said he learned how to cook it for me. That’s romantic isn’t it?”
It was stupid. That’s what it was. Stupid and brilliant and it was something that would have Sanji’s heart strings soaring.
Gin was good. And Gin was serious about this too. Zoro had always thought he’d be fine with watching Sanji from afar. He thought Gin was fine with admiring him from the sidelines but Zoro thought wrong.
Gin wanted more and he was ready to work for it.
“I think there are more romantic gestures out there”, he said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
“Like what?”
Zoro opened his mouth to answer but couldn’t think of anything.
“Wow, that sounds really romantic.”
Zoro rolled his eyes at Sanji’s sarcasm which made the blond laugh.
“No one ever cooked for me”, Sanji told him after a while, “I don’t know, it made me feel special. To have caught someone’s eye like that. To have someone learn how to do something just to impress me.”
“You deserve to feel special.”
And he meant it. Even if it was Gin of all people who made him feel that way. But Zoro would barf if he had to talk about Gin’s romantic gestures for Sanji any while longer.
“Thanks marimo.”
Zoro forced a smile onto his lips, the feeling of a déjà-vu washing over him, “No problem.”
No problem at all. He only sabotaged himself into convincing his crush to go on a date with another guy.
-
Sanji sat down next to Nami. He gave one of his lunch boxes to Luffy, put one in the middle for everyone to share and the third one was for himself. The third one was fried rice.
“I have a date this Friday.”
Nami let her fork drop and turned her whole body to Sanji, “What? Who is it? Don’t tell me you asked Pudding. I told you she wants to use your little weakness for women to her advantage and frankly, she doesn’t deserve you.”
Sanji shook his head, “It’s not Pudding and I was actually asked out and not the other way around.”
“What? Who is it?”, she asked again, the curiosity in her voice rising. She pushed her lunch away and gave Sanji her complete attention but not before stealing a glance at Zoro who just shook his head.
“It’s Gin.”
Nami’s mouth dropped open, “Never thought he’d grow the balls.”
“That’s what I thought too”, Zoro mumbled as Nami hit him from under the table.
“But I thought Zoro liked-”, Luffy began, opening his lunch box as he spoke. Panic spread in Zoro’s body and he jumped over the table and tackled Luffy to the ground, pressing his hand on his mouth to make him shut up.
“Zoro likes nothing”, he told him, staring daggers into his face.
Luffy licked his palm but Zoro had done this more than enough times to not be disgusted by that action anymore.
“Just walk over them”, Usopp told the students that wanted to pass them.
“And please can you two behave?”, the long-nosed begged them.
“Let him go Zoro”, and he only let him go because Chopper asked him and he had a little soft spot for the younger boy.
“Sanji doesn't like Gin”, Luffy told him when Zoro removed his hand from his mouth, “Not the way you like Sanji.”
He whipped his head to the table to make sure Sanji didn’t hear anything but he was engulfed in a discussion with Nami.
He exhaled with relief.
“First of all you don’t know that”, he said in a tone that only Luffy could hear, “and second, you will not tell Sanji anything about my feelings to him. Do you understand that?”
Luffy nodded, “If I had wanted to, I would’ve already told him a long time ago.”
Zoro groaned as he remembered how long he had been feeling this way about Sanji. And honestly, it was a bit embarrassing.
“Shut up.”
Luffy stretched his arm to get his hat back that had fallen off his head when Zoro tackled him to the ground and sat up, ready to continue his lunch.
“I just think you’re dumb”, he said before he took his first bite.
“Thanks, Luffy.”
“You’re welcome.”
-
“What’s attractive about me?“, Sanji asked him during class.
It was way too early for this. And Zoro hadn’t even slept well, thoughts of Gin with Sanji plaguing his mind all night long. He was tired.
He took a deep breath in and sighed, “Some people might like your hair.”
“My hair?”
“It’s very fluffy and there's this one strand that always sticks out and it’s cute.”
Sanji laughed, “Hair sticking out is cute? Then you must be the cutest guy out there.”
Sanji ran his hand through his green hair, “See, you just can’t get it to sit neatly on your head.”
Zoro stared at Sanji, the feeling of his fingers lingering on his scalp.
Sanji stared back at him, directly into his eyes. It felt like the world stopped spinning just so they could have this short moment. A few seconds passed and then Sanji blinked and looked away.
“So I shouldn’t use gel on my hair?”
“What?”
“For my date.”
“Oh-”, Zoro moved to the side, creating some distance between them, “Yeah, no gel. You’ll look great.”
Their math teacher was writing something down and he must’ve made a joke because the others started laughing.
“You know”, Sanji whispered after their teacher turned their back to them, “I can’t believe Gin asked me out.”
“Why?”
“Don’t act so stupid”, he flicked his arm, “Don’t make fun of me but I don’t get asked out a lot.”
Zoro pressed his lips together. That might have been his fault. The other boys were a bit intimidated by him.
“I can see you trying not to laugh. I’m gonna kick you.”
“I’m not laughing”, he put his hand up as a form of his innocence.
“Yes Zoro?”
Zoro’s head shot up to see their teacher looking at him.
“Your hand is raised”, their teacher explained, “Do you have a question?”
“No I don’t”, Zoro shook his head, “Please continue with class.”
Their teacher grumbled something but he moved his attention back to the equations on the blackboard.
Sanji was laughing quietly beside him.
“Look who’s laughing at the other now”, Zoro squinted his eyes which made Sanji only laugh more.
Zoro ignored him and started writing the equations from the front into his notebook.
Sanji did so too after a while but it was clear he couldn’t focus on class.
He put the tip of his pen on his lips and then pointed it to Zoro and asked him, “What do you find attractive in a guy, marimo?”
“Fluffy hair”, he said without thinking. Curse his tired brain.
Sanji’s eyes widened.
“Yeah?”
“Yes”, he answered because Zoro didn’t take back words.
Sanji averted his eyes. There was a rosy tint in his cheeks. That was unexpected. Maybe Zoro hadn’t lost this battle after all. Gin wasn’t Sanji’s boyfriend so it wouldn’t be considered cheating if he flirted a little.
“But I don’t really care for looks.”
“Of course you don’t”, Sanji exhaled, sounding almost disappointed, “You just can’t appreciate beauty.”
“I appreciate beauty but I can appreciate beauty even more when it’s from a fiery guy.”
“Is fiery a synonym for hot to you?”
“No, it’s a synonym for strong-willed and loud-mouthed and stubborn”, Zoro explained, hoping that the idiot realized he was talking about him, “And I wouldn’t mind someone who could fight. Who I could fight.”
Sanji rolled his eyes, “Of course you want someone who you could fight. Is everything a fight with you in this world?”
“I like fighting.”
“And where’s the romance in that?”
“Fighting can be romantic.”
“Oh, I have never considered fighting in a candlelit room. That would be really romantic”, his voice was drenched in sarcasm but he stopped for a second and it looked like he was actually considering the scenario he just laid out.
“You’re making fun of me.”
“Am I?”, Sanji put his head on the palm of his hand and smiled and Zoro wasn’t sure anymore if Sanji was making fun of him. His heart beat too fast to make sense of anything. He needed to get that smile off Sanji’s face before he did something stupid.
-
He argued with Sanji later that day. Sanji’s finger had poked his chest and there was a leg or two directed to his face. He wasn’t thinking straight during their fight. Normally he was more attentive when they fought. Sanji won, easier and faster than usual. He had him pinned down and he was spewing insults, all while smirking down at him.
Fiery is all he could think about.
-
Gin visited Sanji between classes.
Zoro was never the biggest fan of the guy but the way he was touching Sanji’s arm, Sanji’s hands, made him like him even less. And Sanji let him. He didn’t even look uncomfortable. He was smiling and laughing at the stuff Gin said.
“Why so quiet Zoro?”, he intertwined his fingers with Sanji’s, “Cat got your tongue?”
Zoro should be given a medal for not punching the guy right in his face.
“Don’t you have class Gin?”
“Got a free period.”
“How lucky.”
Gin looked at Sanji who had observed their conversation quietly. Their hands were still intertwined.
Gin’s face softened and Zoro was once again reminded that Gin was painfully in love with Sanji. He really liked him. He would treat him right if Sanji chose him.
Still didn’t mean he had to like it though.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I’ll be right back”, Sanji stood up and finally let go of Gin’s hand, “Don’t kill each other while I’m gone.”
Zoro didn't say anything. He wouldn’t make promises he couldn’t keep.
“Back off Zoro”, Gin told him after Sanji left the room. He looked angry.
“What do you mean?”
“Back off from Sanji.”
“I don't think I will do that”, he told him, “I don’t know if you know this but Sanji’s my friend.”
Gin rolled his eyes, which made his dark eye bags seem even bigger than usual, “Barely.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Please, everyone knows that you two fight all the time. I wouldn’t be surprised if Sanji couldn’t stand you but was just too nice to tell you.”
Zoro knew Sanji. If Sanji didn’t like someone, especially when that someone was male, then he told them. Always.
Zoro tilted his head to the side and leaned back onto his hands, “And yet, you’re intimidated by me.”
“As if.”
“If you really think Sanji hates me that much, then it shouldn’t be a problem when I spend time with him.”
Gin’s jaw tightened.
“Don’t worry Gin, I haven’t touched him like that”, his smirk grew, “I haven’t kissed him.”
He let the words settle in Gin’s ears and then he added, “Yet.”
He patted his shoulder, “You still have a chance.”
Gin’s gaze was filled with poison but then he relaxed and a small smile made it to his lips.
“Maybe you don’t have a chance anymore.”
His lips formed into an ugly sneer, “I held his hand publicly, I had lunch with him alone. Maybe I kissed him too.”
“You haven’t.”
“Can you be sure of that?”
He couldn’t. Sanji had been talking about Gin a lot. Maybe he did start to like him like that. Maybe Sanji daydreamed about kissing him. It’s not like he would tell him.
“I’ll tell you a secret Zoro”, he leaned closer so only he could hear his next words, “When Sanji came to me a few days ago to accept my date he was blushing and stuttering. He was so nervous. He even gave me a flower. He never gave you a flower, did he?”
With a lower voice he continued, “When our date is over I’m going to invite him to my place and touch him in places your dumb mind can’t even imagine.”
If Sanji hadn't come into the room at that moment, then Zoro would have punched Gin for certain. He didn’t like how Gin was talking about Sanji like some prize. But he had done the same, hadn’t he? Gloated to Gin about the non-existent romantic relationship he had with Sanji.
Sanji sat down between them, one of Gin’s feet on the same chair the blond sat on. The two of them looked close, cozy even.
Zoro didn’t like how Gin made him feel about Sanji. It was possessive and filthy. He wasn’t in a relationship with him. He didn't even have a date with him. Hell, Sanji didn’t even know that he had a crush on him.
Zoro pushed himself away from the table.
“I’m gonna go look for Luffy.”
And with that he left the two alone.
-
They had a big history exam this week. Mrs. Nico wasn’t shy when it came to the amount of study material. If she could, she would give them an entire 800 page book worth of history to study but fortunately the curriculum stopped her from doing that.
That’s why their little group met up in the library to study. The peer pressure of being in a room full of other students was enough motivation to keep fighting through the study material.
Luffy left hours ago. Nami and Usopp had gone too after a while. The only one left besides Sanji and him was Chopper and Zoro secretly wished he’d stay until he had to leave for kendo training. But the universe wasn’t that kind to him and Chopper excused himself 30 minutes after Usopp had left.
Sanji and him were alone on their study table and the next students sat far enough away to not hear them when they spoke. Sanji closed his book and scooted closer to him.
“What if he kisses me?”
Zoro’s eye was seconds away from twitching.
“You kick him of course.”
Sanji tilted his head to the side and smiled, “And they tell me you don’t have a sense of humor.”
“Why are you asking me anyway?”, Zoro sighed, defeated, and pushed his history book away, “Never kissed anyone?”
“I kissed lots of people. All of the women were beautiful and it was a complete honor”, he swooned, hearts forming in his eyes.
“So your problem is that you never kissed a guy? And before you suggest it, no I’m not gonna be your guinea pig.”
“I’d never use you to try out kissing. I’m pretty sure you couldn’t teach me shit.”, Sanji crossed his arms, “And that’s not the problem.”
Zoro’s mouth fell open and a little gasp escaped.
“You already kissed a guy? Who?”
Sanji looked to the right and to the left, making sure no one could hear him, “Don’t tell Luffy but I had a thing with Ace. It wasn’t very long, with Ace going to college and stuff.”
“I wish I could say I’m surprised but now that I think about it, it was kinda obvious. I’m pretty sure Luffy knows too.”
Ace graduated a year ago so that little thing Sanji had with him must have been over a year ago. Zoro felt a pang in his chest.
“Why did you never tell me?”, he asked him, “That you were interested in guys too?”
“It’s not like I was hiding it, I just never mentioned it.”
“That’s the same thing.”
“Kinda is, isn’t it?”, Sanji sighed, “I just wasn’t comfortable with people knowing. It shouldn't concern people who I like and who I don’t.”
“Yeah but I’m not people, I’m your friend.”
“I know.”
The quiet opening and closing of books filled the silence between them. Zoro could hear the other students aggressively writing in their notebooks and typing on their laptops. Zoro looked at Sanji. He was biting his dry lips. If he continued to do that, he would burst the skin open and bleed.
“You know”, Sanji began suddenly, “-you coming out and telling us, telling me-”, he pointed to himself, ”-about your experience made me accept that part of me more. You were so okay with it and you never talked about it like it was a problem that needed solving but just like it was a fact about yourself. And you sounded so proud of figuring out that part of yourself. And it made me feel like I could be proud of that part of myself too.”
He looked down, almost ashamed, “I’m sorry, I should've told you. But I really thought that you knew.”
“It’s fine”, Zoro said, “I’m not entitled to knowing. I’m just glad you feel comfortable enough to talk to me about it now.”
Sanji looked relieved and smiled, “Please, I’d feel comfortable enough to tell you about a murder I committed.”
That made him feel weirdly proud. No matter what happened with Gin, he was still one of Sanji’s closest friends, one of the people he trusted most.
“You mean it?”
“Of course, you make me feel like I could tell you anything”, Sanji scrunched his nose, “God, that’s an embarrassing thing to say.”
Zoro laughed and immediately quieted down when he remembered he was in a public library.
“It’s a cheesy thing to say.”
Sanji looked at him, a soft smile on his face and something sparkling in his eyes.
“So”, Sanji scooted closer to him, an evil smirk on his lips, “How many guys have you kissed?”
“And we're back to the kissing part of our conversation.”
“Come on mosshead, we’re sharing secrets and feelings right now. Our relationship is being strengthened.”
“You’re an idiot”, he told him like it wasn’t even an insult but a fact.
“And you’re avoiding the question.”
Zoro groaned, knowing full well Sanji wasn’t going to drop this so he should just give up and tell him.
“I don’t know, like three maybe. But one of them was a dare so two.”
“Did you enjoy them?”, Sanji asked, seeming way too interested in all of this.
“I guess?”
“Do you have some tips for me?”
“Didn’t you just say that I couldn't teach you shit about kissing”, he recalled what Sanji had previously told him, “And I’m pretty sure you have more experience than me.”
“But you have more experience with kissing men”, Sanji explained, “I kissed one guy, you kissed three.”
“One was a dare!”
“It was still a kiss.”
Zoro shrugged, thinking about what to say, “I don’t know?”
He leaned back on his chair with his hands behind his head, “Hold his jaw, make him feel like you want to kiss him.”
He thought about the kisses he had received. They weren’t bad and he had enjoyed them but he didn't have any feelings for the people he had kissed. All three times were a “in the heat of the moment” kind of thing.
Sanji was sitting in front of him, waiting for him to continue. Zoro hadn’t even kissed Sanji, maybe he never would, but he was sure a kiss from him would make all of his past kisses seem like nothing. He felt his heart beat inside his ribcage, the pulse traveling around his whole body.
Sanji looked pretty in the dim lights of the library.
“Brush against his lower lip with your thumb.”
He looked into Sanji’s eyes and then to his lips.
“Make eye contact and hold it and make sure he sees it when you let your gaze fall to his mouth”, his voice sounded quieter. He wasn’t leaning back on his chair anymore.
Sanji scooted even closer.
“What then?"
“Ask him if it’s okay to kiss him. And wait until he answers.”
Sanji wet his lips and for some reason he sat very close to him. When did that happen?
“Tilt your head and close your eyes”, his voice was barely above a whisper.
Sanji hummed and Zoro felt the sound in his stomach.
“Lean in…”
His hand was on Sanji’s waist, his thumb brushing against the exposed skin where his shirt had rolled up a bit. He could feel Sanji’s body heat on the tip of his fingers, his breath on his face.
Shit, Sanji was leaning in.
This was wrong. Sanji had a date tomorrow.
He let go of Sanji’s waist and put some space between them.
“I think those were enough kissing tips. I have kendo training now, I’m gonna head out.”
He stood up and took his bag from the floor, leaving his history book on the table with Sanji.
“Oh yeah sure”, Sanji shook his head. He looked confused.
He left the library before Sanji could say anything else.
-
Sanji’s date was today. Not that he had memorized when it took place. Not that he cared.
-
He was home alone. Mihawk was still out working who knows what and who knows where. Zoro still didn’t know what that man’s job was, and Perona was out with some friends.
There was a knock on the door and Zoro decided to ignore it and act like he wasn’t at home. Another knock. Zoro ignored it again. And another knock, this time louder and longer. He groaned and stood up. He opened the door only to see a distressed Sanji on his front porch.
“He kissed me”, Sanji said, or rather yelled.
“He kissed you?”, Zoro’s chest clenched, “Did you- did you kiss him back?”
“It doesn’t matter because I didn’t like it.”
Zoro’s hand gripped the door handle tighter. He could feel the metal grind into his skin but he couldn’t bring himself to care.
“I didn’t like it because I don’t like Gin like that.”
Zoro breathed out, his heart beating in his eardrums.
“I like someone else.”
Zoro turned his head to the side, seeing Sanji’s face was suddenly too much. Sanji raised his hand and held his jaw, turning his head back so he was facing him.
Sanji called him stupid a lot of the time but right this moment he believed it. He was stupid, so stupid because he felt hopeful.
“You like someone else?”, he asked him.
Sanji nodded
“Who is it?”
“Just some idiot who likes my hair because it’s fluffy.”
He swallowed, “A lot of people like your hair because it’s fluffy.”
“Yeah but him especially.”
Zoro held his breath.
“Can I kiss you?”
The answer came almost simultaneously with his question, “Yes.”
Zoro took a step to him and put his hands on Sanji’s shoulders. He pulled him closer, all while Sanji had his eyes closed, his breath slightly rigid. His hands traveled above his collarbones and to his neck. His fingertips were in his hair and he curled a few strands around them and pulled. Sanji’s mouth opened, his teeth visible behind his lips.
“Are you gonna kiss me or not?”, Sanji asked impatiently, his eyes open again.
“I’m enjoying this.”
“Guess how much you’re gonna enjoy this with my mouth on yours.”
“Hmm”, he put his thumb on Sanji’s lip.
The tip of Sanji’s tongue touched his finger.
“Shit”, Zoro felt a shiver travel down his spine, “Shit, this is really happening.”
“At this pace it’s gonna happen when we’re both old and wrinkly.”
He pulled him close, their noses touching each other and their breath mingling. Sanji tilted his head so their noses wouldn’t bump together when their lips eventually touched. Zoro leaned forward and kissed him.
Sanji gave off a surprised moan as if he wasn’t expecting a kiss. But not long after he had his hands around Zoro’s waist and pulled them even closer together. Zoro felt hot, there was so much heat coming from Sanji and even more heat was pooling in his stomach and traveling to lower regions.
He pressed harder against him, needing to let Sanji know how right this felt. He needed him to know how much he had wanted this and how much he’d want this again. He turned his head more to the side to get a new angle, to explore some more off Sanji’s mouth.
They parted with a wet smack, his lips feeling cold already without Sanji’s.
He let go of Sanji who looked like he had lost control of his head.
A dopey smile was on his face, cheeks burning red and eyes unfocused.
“I liked that. A lot.”
“You did?”, Zoro leaned in, “Better than Gin?”
Sanji nodded.
He put his lips right next to his ear, “Say it.”
The blond shivered.
“I liked your kiss better than Gin’s.”
Zoro grinned.
“Do you want to come inside? I’m home alone.”
He laughed, “Eager Roronoa?”
“You can’t even imagine.”
Sanji put both of his hands on Zoro’s face and pulled him into a second kiss.
“I want you to show me how eager you are”, he whispered into the space between them and Zoro almost whimpered. Or maybe he did whimper because Sanji kissed him again. And again. And again.
There was a lot of kissing that evening.