( to zoro, it makes sense that they're becoming like this: touchy, handsy, feely. they've had their hands all over one another since the moment they met. how long after sanji joined the crew were they trying to kill each other? a week? a day? touching is so engrained into their relationship that for it to come to this, hands on hips, fingers sliding back into cropped blonde hair and curling there, feels natural. even the way sanji's head rests against his feels right, though it's missing the accompanying yell and glint of teeth bared and ready to bite. it's just fighting with all of the fighting stripped away, new and familiar at once. )
Yeah... I won't.
( he closes his eye, reveling in that sense of shared warmth. it's more than just thumos; it's something about being known, and being there for someone in the ways he always wished he could be. he wants to ask if sanji is selfish enough to think that he's the only one struggling, if he's the only one facing doubts. like if zoro was strong enough for sanji to place his faith in, he would have never had a reason to leave at all. that's zoro's struggle: not being strong enough for the people who need him. or maybe sanji just didn't believe that he was strong enough, which is somehow worse.
was he giving up on sanji, or was sanji giving up on him?
for them to end up here, both of those things have to be true to some extent, right? once upon a time, zoro might have said something like this can never be repaired after being damaged so deeply. now, he isn't sure.
when he opens his eye to look at sanji, his cheeks are more red than before. there's something more final in his gaze, too. )
...Stay here tonight.
( if sanji strains, he can hear the implied 'i want you to' that isn't being said.
unsurprisingly, zoro hadn't noticed the way sanji's gaze trailed down to his lips and lingered there, but zoro can be a bit dense with those things. it doesn't stop him from looking sanji's lips now, and then kissing them with his whole heart. sanji kissed him first, back in the carriage, and this feels like another of those fighting, competitive spirit things between them. zoro has to deliver, since sanji striked first the last time, and zoro can't wait around for sanji to be the one initiate things every time. sometimes, zoro instigates their fights, too. plus, sanji's an idiot. he probably doesn't even get the obvious things, like the fact that he could have kissed zoro at any point, at any time, and it would have been fine with him.
they haven't done anything at all since that time in the carriage, and it's not as if zoro has spent every single day of charm school thinking about it in a completely normal, uninterested sort of way. if anyone asked, he'd say he hadn't thought about it at all. but with the way he kisses sanji now, of course he's thought about it. chances are it's the only thing he's thought about, more than swords and sake combined. zoro has thought about the feeling of sanji's mouth on his the same way that sanji thinks about women: respectfully, mostly. )
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Yeah... I won't.
( he closes his eye, reveling in that sense of shared warmth. it's more than just thumos; it's something about being known, and being there for someone in the ways he always wished he could be. he wants to ask if sanji is selfish enough to think that he's the only one struggling, if he's the only one facing doubts. like if zoro was strong enough for sanji to place his faith in, he would have never had a reason to leave at all. that's zoro's struggle: not being strong enough for the people who need him. or maybe sanji just didn't believe that he was strong enough, which is somehow worse.
was he giving up on sanji, or was sanji giving up on him?
for them to end up here, both of those things have to be true to some extent, right? once upon a time, zoro might have said something like this can never be repaired after being damaged so deeply. now, he isn't sure.
when he opens his eye to look at sanji, his cheeks are more red than before. there's something more final in his gaze, too. )
...Stay here tonight.
( if sanji strains, he can hear the implied 'i want you to' that isn't being said.
unsurprisingly, zoro hadn't noticed the way sanji's gaze trailed down to his lips and lingered there, but zoro can be a bit dense with those things. it doesn't stop him from looking sanji's lips now, and then kissing them with his whole heart. sanji kissed him first, back in the carriage, and this feels like another of those fighting, competitive spirit things between them. zoro has to deliver, since sanji striked first the last time, and zoro can't wait around for sanji to be the one initiate things every time. sometimes, zoro instigates their fights, too. plus, sanji's an idiot. he probably doesn't even get the obvious things, like the fact that he could have kissed zoro at any point, at any time, and it would have been fine with him.
they haven't done anything at all since that time in the carriage, and it's not as if zoro has spent every single day of charm school thinking about it in a completely normal, uninterested sort of way. if anyone asked, he'd say he hadn't thought about it at all. but with the way he kisses sanji now, of course he's thought about it. chances are it's the only thing he's thought about, more than swords and sake combined. zoro has thought about the feeling of sanji's mouth on his the same way that sanji thinks about women: respectfully, mostly. )