unless you want to piss me off, leave her name out of your perverted mouth
and donβt talk about my gross face after starting that whole mess. youβre the one who dragged me down on top of you in front of everyone!! these people are still talking about it!!!
next time, keep your creepy, dirty desires to yourself!!!!
You idiot, as if I would treat her with anything but respect! You're the one bombarding her with your stink!
I could have happily gone through this place without ever being associated with you but YOU You're the one who shoved your face in front of me!!! All that nose rubbing trying to steal a kiss from me! If anyone's talking about it it's cause you made a scene by
[ he pauses as if coming to a horrifying realization. ]
Oi oi all that time not being interested in women Were you just plotting to get your sweaty palms on me, you sick jerk!?
by the time he reads that last bit, heβs steaming. thereβs no way heβs bothering with texting after an accusation like that, so heβs calling. )
HAAAH?! WHO THE HELL WOULD WANT TO KISS A GUY LIKE YOU?!?
( moshi moshi to you, too. )
Kissing you wouldnβt make a difference to me, so stop trying to confess your love and get over yourself!!!
[ he doesn't need it spelled out for him to understand the underlying tone that comes from that. it hasn't been too long after all since he got roped into an arranged marriage by germa, abandoning his friends and completely defying luffy.
even if he's been welcomed back, having just made their escape from big mom's territory, he still carries the guilt of not only fighting their captain but in beating him down when he hasn't even put up a fight.
does zoro know what happened then? ]
I doubt Luffy's told you to go around putting that nasty tongue of yours down people's throats.
[ ugh, that's a disgusting vision to think about. ]
And he's definitely not telling you to put it down mine, so don't even think about it.
( he knows enough. sanji leaving at all is enough to solidify him in zoro's mind. that's not what you do when you swear an oath of loyalty. knowing more than that would probably have zoro declaring sanji an enemy despite everything. )
I'd rather die than kiss you, shitty cook.
But if my captain asked it of me, I'd do it without complaint. Even if I hated every second of it. Even if it made my stomach churn. I'd do it because I'd do anything that my captain asks! I'd never deny him! I'd never turn my back on him! If you can't do that much, how can you call yourself a member of our crew?!
( leave it to zoro to turn a conversation about kissing into something serious. even if he's [mostly] forgiven him, zoro clearly isn't over it. the rage he feels isn't comically overblown like it usually is; it's real and it's immovable. )
Say something for yourself! Tell me that isn't the kind of man you are! Tell me I haven't been fighting alongside someone who speaks empty words alone!
[ when he'd left, he'd already known which of the crew would scramble to try to get him back, conjuring up excuses in his favor. he'd seen it after all, how luffy and nami-san came racing with chopper and brook behind them. zoro hadn't been there to collect him, but it wouldn't have taken much to understand what might have went through the swordsman's mind whenever he'd learn sanji had left them all.
after all, it'd been a long time since they'd secured an understanding of one another. despite the way they push and pull, the way zoro's sharp edges clash against sanji's smoother ones, or their alternate directions of interests (with zoro's directions persistently getting themselves lost), there'd been an unspoken vow they'd eventually found, about their mutual roles in this crew β protectors of the others, loyal confidence that when one isn't there, the other would be there to hold them together.
for all their rivalry, they'd been equals.
so, of course zoro would despise him for betraying that trust, something silently promised between them β and, in truth, sanji could hardly blame him. he's been swearing at himself since the moment he'd left zou, doubt still present in his heated chest.
even as his arms and fists shake now, he's almost glad that zoro can't see the way he becomes unsteady from the obvious accusation. ]
You don't think I know the crew deserves better!? That our captain does!?
[ he finally snaps with clenching teeth, breathing harder as the blood boils within him. it's hard to tell whether his anger is really directed at zoro anymore. possibly, he's needed someone to accuse him, angry at the way luffy had waited for him, starved for him. even the sting of nami's slap hadn't been enough punishment.
this isn't about kissing anymore. that much is clear. ]
Leaving was supposed to keep them safe. It was supposed toβ I thought I wasβ
[ excuses are empty. excuses don't work on zoro. they have too much respect for one another for that, or at least, they used to, before he broke it. no, there's only room for truth. ]
If it's kissing someone, marrying someone, fighting to the brink of my last breath, dying, I'd do it to protect Luffy. To protect all of them.
[ To protect you goes unsaid, but it's just as clear in the tightness of his voice, convicted with each word. ]
( how had zoro described it back in alabasta? everyone should do what they can with their lives on the line, and then say to the next guy: i did what i could; now it's your turn. if you don't finish it, i'll come and kick your ass.
how is zoro supposed to do that when the next guy isn't there? )
The captain never wanted 'better'! He only wanted you!
( zoro's being deliberate with his choice of pronouns here, loud as they are. none of this is about him. it's all about "us," and "the crew," and "the captain," leaving things like "I" and "me" as far away from the conversation as possible. zoro doesn't have any opinions on the matter. he doesn't. even if his voice is rising and he has to actively tell himself not to crush the snail [?] between his fingers, it's not because he has any person feelings towards sanji and his decisions.
everything he says is nothing more than the channeled spirit of the collective mugiwara. that's all.
part of him wants to make this call a video so sanji will be forced to see his face, but he maintains some respect for the man's pride. he can hear in sanji's voice that he's being affected in some way, so there's no point in humiliating him with the added insult of video. soon enough, they'll talk in person, and zoro might have to fight him for real to release this rage. )
Don't speak about keeping us safe. I don't want to hear that from you. There's nothing we can't face, so don't give me that.
If you believed Luffy to be the man who'll become King of Pirates, you'd know there's no reason to try to protect us on your own. We never needed to be security; we can take care of ourselves. We needed you, useless cook! Without that much, how are we supposed toβ?!
( not about him. not about his feeling of betrayal, and disappointment, and [loosely, distantly, intangibly] heartbreak. that last word isn't something he'd ever, ever put to this, but to think someone he's come to regard as one of his own would blindsight him so thoroughly... that's heartbreaking. it makes zoro a fool for ever trusting him, so it's a good thing none of this is about him. )
[ He only wanted you, as if sanji hadn't already known that, still hearing luffy's cries that he wouldn't take a bite of any food that hadn't been made by his hands, remembering how he happily ate up the meal of all their favorites as if it hadn't been turned to slop by rain. he doesn't need to be reminded of it.
this isn't supposed to be like this. this isn't the way that he and zoro communicate. there should be the swing of metal through the air, the friction of his soles sliding against the ground before his leg lifts, the jam of his knee against the hilt of a sword. they should be gritting teeth as eyes burn, swears shouted to evoke the heat of the fight.
the use of words, of voicing out truth and accusations β this isn't how they do things. not them. but not doing this face to face in this moment means this is all they have, and while sanji at least can spare some of his dignity by hiding his face, he can't disguise the guilt laced in the sound of his voice.
but it also means that zoro can't hide himself either, not his anger and whatever else lives in his rising volume. for someone who's always maintained a steadiness amongst the group while the rest live on unchecked emotion, it's telling that sanji's actions were repulsive enough to have an effect even on him. hearing it in his tone nearly makes sanji sink down, his hand brushing over his face in quiet shame, teeth biting hard on his lip. ]
Of course I did.
[ his voice isn't loud, maybe a part of him even hoping it isn't heard. at least without zoro in front of him, he can pretend he's just talking to himself. ]
I never wanted to leave. I never meant to hide anything. That part of my past was supposed to be gone. It never even wanted me. Not likeβ
[ not like their crew. like luffy. like the pirates on baratie. like zeff. all of the people that made up his real family, the way that germa never could be. ]
You knocked me away. [ he says suddenly, as if something else comes to mind, distant as it reels itself back to his memory. ] Two years ago β Kuma took Luffy's pain and gave it to you. It was supposed to be me and you'd didn't let me. You beared it all by yourself, so why the hell can't I!?
( there are parts that zoro can't fault sanji for, and there are parts that zoro absolutely faults him for.
the past shouldn't matter; they can all agree on that. that's a point in sanji's favor since, after all, there are any number of their crewmates who started off as their enemies at one point or another. so long as a person is loyal now, it shouldn't matter who they were before. zoro would be fine with that if sanji hadn't erroneously chosen his past rather placing faith in his crew to find a way to handle things in the present. that's what zoro would do, at least. if it were him. he'd never leave luffy's side, no matter how great the danger is.
speaking of luffy: )
What are you doing, bringing something like that up now? Are you trying to piss me off further?! Damn it, cook! It's not aboutβ!
( there's the bright, clinking sound of metal against metal, and then there's nothing but silence. )
[ it probably isn't fair to bring up a moment like that after so long, but it's never stopped mattering to sanji. by then, they'd already found equal ground with one another, past the constant frustration he had initially faced to prove that he and zoro could stand on the same footing. but instead of standing side by side that day, zoro had taken on all of the pain on his own, letting himself be the only sacrifice β either because of his own stubbornness or from some belief that sanji couldn't bear it like he could, he can't say, since talking about anything has never been their way.
years later, sanji couldn't even do something as simple as getting married for the sake of trying to prevent pain on his friends. what does that say about his own worth to stand at zoro's side as equals? all his sacrifices did was make things worse, in the end. especially when it turned out, it hadn't even mattered. big mom would have betrayed germa anyway and he'd just be dead. he'd hurt his own captain to play hero and it'd been for nothing.
if he's bringing up the past now, it's only because he knows he can't measure up to it.
but then suddenly, zoro's voice is gone, cut off too suddenly that sanji's left to wonder if the idiot had somehow been talking while walking aimlessly and fell into a hole or something. ]
Zoroβ?
[ it might just be because of the weight of their conversation that he's actually concerned about the silence of it (worried? why the hell would he ever be worried??), disrupted only when eventually a message comes through, the name attached recognizable from when he'd spoken to tsukuyo.
in reading the message, whatever self-guilt that had been bubbling up dissolves to be replaced by directed anger again, the source of how he was able to deliver those words annoying the hell out of him (That hypocritical bastard, I swear I'm gonna send him to hell), and possibly even more heated still because he's now aware of the vulnerability he'd allowed himself in that spare moment. ]
I DON'T NEED TO WASTE MY TIME TALKING TO YOU ANYWAY, YOU SHITTY BASTARD
shut up you're my crew, so you obviously have to talk to me don't be stupid
( which isn't a proclamation of forgiveness; it just is what it is. if luffy says sanji is a member of their crew, that's all there is to it. his own thoughts about it don't matter. even if there was a time where zoro was certain he'd never see that smug, swirly-browed face again [because sanji made his choice], he didn't allow himself to be weighted down by it because luffy said that wasn't happening. if luffy said he'd get sanji, then he'd get sanji.
and he did.
still, it doesn't mean that zoro is done with this. the tension's been broken, but it's going to have to build again. neither of them are finished extinguishing their feelings; he's certain of that.
damn it. why does it matter that it's sanji, anyway? his least favorite member of the crew. the one he tells to die at least three times a day, and that's on a good day. he shouldn't care if he turned out to be a misguided traitor, a person who turned his back on luffy. some part of zoro could have expected it, but he never did. for all his many, [many, many, many] faults, sanji's loyalty was never in question. neither was his dedication, or his compassion, or anything that really mattered.
thinking about this is going to piss him off all over again. )
[ for a second, he considers pointing out that "shut up" and "you have to talk to me" are contradicting statements, proving even further how stupid zoro is, mostly because he's looking for any present excuse to criticize him as a whole just to steer back away from everything he'd just finished confessing.
but the part that he lingers on is "you're my crew", because it reminds sanji that they happen to be the only strawhats present in this city, which means that, whether sanji wants to admit it or not, even more so than all the attractive women he's come across β zoro is the most important person that's currently with him here.
except immediately as the thought snakes through him, he feels the urge to gag so he just pretends it never crossed his mind at all. of course it would be his luck to get stranded somewhere with the marimo instead of nami-san or robin-chan.
minutes ago, he'd dreaded the idea of being in front of him, knowing he couldn't stand having to face the weight of his guilt with zoro's accusations, aware of how justified he'd been to slam him with it. but as zoro makes his offer now, the fire in him ignites, stronger than a craving for a cigarette, hot and burning for it, for the only way they've ever been able to attempt settling their differences, their anger, their trials β fighting it out.
whether it's from the unresolved frustration towards the swordsman or the need for self-inflicted punishment, he wants to taste the cut of blood on his lips, to feel the sting of bruises against his ribs, to hear the animalistic snarl in his own throat. leave it to zoro to be the only one capable of getting sanji to want to be unclean, to be improper, to meet feral with feral. ]
presumably, it was meant to give some sort of landmark or identifying feature to help sanji figure out a way to the ship, but sanji should know by now that any question containing βwhereβ has no business being anywhere near zoro.
which is to say the photo is blurry, and crooked, and zoroβs finger is in the way. thereβs something pale in the background that could be sand? but it could just as easily be a sun glare.
nothing about this is usuable, but zoro still has the audacity to add: )
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harassing people publicly with these snails
get a hold of yourself
you're an embarrassment
( aka: leave tsukuyo alone. )
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[ the nerve of him after what he's been discovering! ]
As if you're one to talk!
I know you've been making Tsukuyo-chan suffer!
Where are you so I can bash your spine with my foot!!!!
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donβt talk as if you know her at all
besides
after how you acted at that stupid dance, how can i trust you not to grab all over me like a sex-crazed maniac again?
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All of that about not caring for women but you sure didn't waste time getting cozy!
[ someone's big mad. probably hypocritically so. ]
And who the hell would be sex-crazed over you???
It was your gross face rubbing all over me like a damn feline!
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( youβre on thin ice, fucko. )
unless you want to piss me off, leave her name out of your perverted mouth
and donβt talk about my gross face after starting that whole mess. youβre the one who dragged me down on top of you in front of everyone!! these people are still talking about it!!!
next time, keep your creepy, dirty desires to yourself!!!!
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You're the one bombarding her with your stink!
I could have happily gone through this place without ever being associated with you but YOU
You're the one who shoved your face in front of me!!!
All that nose rubbing trying to steal a kiss from me!
If anyone's talking about it it's cause you made a scene by
[ he pauses as if coming to a horrifying realization. ]
Oi oi all that time not being interested in women
Were you just plotting to get your sweaty palms on me, you sick jerk!?
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enough is enough.
by the time he reads that last bit, heβs steaming. thereβs no way heβs bothering with texting after an accusation like that, so heβs calling. )
HAAAH?! WHO THE HELL WOULD WANT TO KISS A GUY LIKE YOU?!?
( moshi moshi to you, too. )
Kissing you wouldnβt make a difference to me, so stop trying to confess your love and get over yourself!!!
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APPARENTLY YOU, SHITTY SWORDSMAN!!!
Ehhh??? I want the soft curves of a sweet woman, not your sweaty, bulging biceps that reek of cheap booze, you dimwitted neanderthal!
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Clearly, it doesnβt make a difference to you! Man or woman. Curves or muscles. Your perversion doesnβt discriminate.
( bisexual [derogatory]. )
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It makes all the difference! If I kissed that gross mouth of yours, I'd probably end up as empty-headed as you!
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β¦
Youβve never kissed anyone before, have you?
( of all the people to start up, and about a thing like THIS no less⦠)
1/2.
2/2.
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( heβs not sure whatβs compelling to confess this, but it feels important to him in some way. something-something manliness. )
As first mate, Iβll perform any duties the captain asks of me. Including that. Itβs what it means to belong to a crew.
( β¦or maybe heβs still not over the time sanji abandoned them and feels the need to declare his loyalty. unlike some people. )
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even if he's been welcomed back, having just made their escape from big mom's territory, he still carries the guilt of not only fighting their captain but in beating him down when he hasn't even put up a fight.
does zoro know what happened then? ]
I doubt Luffy's told you to go around putting that nasty tongue of yours down people's throats.
[ ugh, that's a disgusting vision to think about. ]
And he's definitely not telling you to put it down mine, so don't even think about it.
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I'd rather die than kiss you, shitty cook.
But if my captain asked it of me, I'd do it without complaint. Even if I hated every second of it. Even if it made my stomach churn. I'd do it because I'd do anything that my captain asks! I'd never deny him! I'd never turn my back on him! If you can't do that much, how can you call yourself a member of our crew?!
( leave it to zoro to turn a conversation about kissing into something serious. even if he's [mostly] forgiven him, zoro clearly isn't over it. the rage he feels isn't comically overblown like it usually is; it's real and it's immovable. )
Say something for yourself! Tell me that isn't the kind of man you are! Tell me I haven't been fighting alongside someone who speaks empty words alone!
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after all, it'd been a long time since they'd secured an understanding of one another. despite the way they push and pull, the way zoro's sharp edges clash against sanji's smoother ones, or their alternate directions of interests (with zoro's directions persistently getting themselves lost), there'd been an unspoken vow they'd eventually found, about their mutual roles in this crew β protectors of the others, loyal confidence that when one isn't there, the other would be there to hold them together.
for all their rivalry, they'd been equals.
so, of course zoro would despise him for betraying that trust, something silently promised between them β and, in truth, sanji could hardly blame him. he's been swearing at himself since the moment he'd left zou, doubt still present in his heated chest.
even as his arms and fists shake now, he's almost glad that zoro can't see the way he becomes unsteady from the obvious accusation. ]
You don't think I know the crew deserves better!? That our captain does!?
[ he finally snaps with clenching teeth, breathing harder as the blood boils within him. it's hard to tell whether his anger is really directed at zoro anymore. possibly, he's needed someone to accuse him, angry at the way luffy had waited for him, starved for him. even the sting of nami's slap hadn't been enough punishment.
this isn't about kissing anymore. that much is clear. ]
Leaving was supposed to keep them safe. It was supposed toβ I thought I wasβ
[ excuses are empty. excuses don't work on zoro. they have too much respect for one another for that, or at least, they used to, before he broke it. no, there's only room for truth. ]
If it's kissing someone, marrying someone, fighting to the brink of my last breath, dying, I'd do it to protect Luffy. To protect all of them.
[ To protect you goes unsaid, but it's just as clear in the tightness of his voice, convicted with each word. ]
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how is zoro supposed to do that when the next guy isn't there? )
The captain never wanted 'better'! He only wanted you!
( zoro's being deliberate with his choice of pronouns here, loud as they are. none of this is about him. it's all about "us," and "the crew," and "the captain," leaving things like "I" and "me" as far away from the conversation as possible. zoro doesn't have any opinions on the matter. he doesn't. even if his voice is rising and he has to actively tell himself not to crush the snail [?] between his fingers, it's not because he has any person feelings towards sanji and his decisions.
everything he says is nothing more than the channeled spirit of the collective mugiwara. that's all.
part of him wants to make this call a video so sanji will be forced to see his face, but he maintains some respect for the man's pride. he can hear in sanji's voice that he's being affected in some way, so there's no point in humiliating him with the added insult of video. soon enough, they'll talk in person, and zoro might have to fight him for real to release this rage. )
Don't speak about keeping us safe. I don't want to hear that from you. There's nothing we can't face, so don't give me that.
If you believed Luffy to be the man who'll become King of Pirates, you'd know there's no reason to try to protect us on your own. We never needed to be security; we can take care of ourselves. We needed you, useless cook! Without that much, how are we supposed toβ?!
( not about him. not about his feeling of betrayal, and disappointment, and [loosely, distantly, intangibly] heartbreak. that last word isn't something he'd ever, ever put to this, but to think someone he's come to regard as one of his own would blindsight him so thoroughly... that's heartbreaking. it makes zoro a fool for ever trusting him, so it's a good thing none of this is about him. )
...
Did you ever mean any of it?
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this isn't supposed to be like this. this isn't the way that he and zoro communicate. there should be the swing of metal through the air, the friction of his soles sliding against the ground before his leg lifts, the jam of his knee against the hilt of a sword. they should be gritting teeth as eyes burn, swears shouted to evoke the heat of the fight.
the use of words, of voicing out truth and accusations β this isn't how they do things. not them. but not doing this face to face in this moment means this is all they have, and while sanji at least can spare some of his dignity by hiding his face, he can't disguise the guilt laced in the sound of his voice.
but it also means that zoro can't hide himself either, not his anger and whatever else lives in his rising volume. for someone who's always maintained a steadiness amongst the group while the rest live on unchecked emotion, it's telling that sanji's actions were repulsive enough to have an effect even on him. hearing it in his tone nearly makes sanji sink down, his hand brushing over his face in quiet shame, teeth biting hard on his lip. ]
Of course I did.
[ his voice isn't loud, maybe a part of him even hoping it isn't heard. at least without zoro in front of him, he can pretend he's just talking to himself. ]
I never wanted to leave. I never meant to hide anything. That part of my past was supposed to be gone. It never even wanted me. Not likeβ
[ not like their crew. like luffy. like the pirates on baratie. like zeff. all of the people that made up his real family, the way that germa never could be. ]
You knocked me away. [ he says suddenly, as if something else comes to mind, distant as it reels itself back to his memory. ] Two years ago β Kuma took Luffy's pain and gave it to you. It was supposed to be me and you'd didn't let me. You beared it all by yourself, so why the hell can't I!?
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the past shouldn't matter; they can all agree on that. that's a point in sanji's favor since, after all, there are any number of their crewmates who started off as their enemies at one point or another. so long as a person is loyal now, it shouldn't matter who they were before. zoro would be fine with that if sanji hadn't erroneously chosen his past rather placing faith in his crew to find a way to handle things in the present. that's what zoro would do, at least. if it were him. he'd never leave luffy's side, no matter how great the danger is.
speaking of luffy: )
What are you doing, bringing something like that up now? Are you trying to piss me off further?! Damn it, cook! It's not aboutβ!
( there's the bright, clinking sound of metal against metal, and then there's nothing but silence. )
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snail broken
look what you made me do
shitty cook
you owe me
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years later, sanji couldn't even do something as simple as getting married for the sake of trying to prevent pain on his friends. what does that say about his own worth to stand at zoro's side as equals? all his sacrifices did was make things worse, in the end. especially when it turned out, it hadn't even mattered. big mom would have betrayed germa anyway and he'd just be dead. he'd hurt his own captain to play hero and it'd been for nothing.
if he's bringing up the past now, it's only because he knows he can't measure up to it.
but then suddenly, zoro's voice is gone, cut off too suddenly that sanji's left to wonder if the idiot had somehow been talking while walking aimlessly and fell into a hole or something. ]
Zoroβ?
[ it might just be because of the weight of their conversation that he's actually concerned about the silence of it (worried? why the hell would he ever be worried??), disrupted only when eventually a message comes through, the name attached recognizable from when he'd spoken to tsukuyo.
in reading the message, whatever self-guilt that had been bubbling up dissolves to be replaced by directed anger again, the source of how he was able to deliver those words annoying the hell out of him (That hypocritical bastard, I swear I'm gonna send him to hell), and possibly even more heated still because he's now aware of the vulnerability he'd allowed himself in that spare moment. ]
I DON'T NEED TO WASTE MY TIME TALKING TO YOU ANYWAY, YOU SHITTY BASTARD
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you're my crew, so you obviously have to talk to me
don't be stupid
( which isn't a proclamation of forgiveness; it just is what it is. if luffy says sanji is a member of their crew, that's all there is to it. his own thoughts about it don't matter. even if there was a time where zoro was certain he'd never see that smug, swirly-browed face again [because sanji made his choice], he didn't allow himself to be weighted down by it because luffy said that wasn't happening. if luffy said he'd get sanji, then he'd get sanji.
and he did.
still, it doesn't mean that zoro is done with this. the tension's been broken, but it's going to have to build again. neither of them are finished extinguishing their feelings; he's certain of that.
damn it. why does it matter that it's sanji, anyway? his least favorite member of the crew. the one he tells to die at least three times a day, and that's on a good day. he shouldn't care if he turned out to be a misguided traitor, a person who turned his back on luffy. some part of zoro could have expected it, but he never did. for all his many, [many, many, many] faults, sanji's loyalty was never in question. neither was his dedication, or his compassion, or anything that really mattered.
thinking about this is going to piss him off all over again. )
come to the ship
fight me properly
( there's no other way to solve this. )
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but the part that he lingers on is "you're my crew", because it reminds sanji that they happen to be the only strawhats present in this city, which means that, whether sanji wants to admit it or not, even more so than all the attractive women he's come across β zoro is the most important person that's currently with him here.
except immediately as the thought snakes through him, he feels the urge to gag so he just pretends it never crossed his mind at all. of course it would be his luck to get stranded somewhere with the marimo instead of nami-san or robin-chan.
minutes ago, he'd dreaded the idea of being in front of him, knowing he couldn't stand having to face the weight of his guilt with zoro's accusations, aware of how justified he'd been to slam him with it. but as zoro makes his offer now, the fire in him ignites, stronger than a craving for a cigarette, hot and burning for it, for the only way they've ever been able to attempt settling their differences, their anger, their trials β fighting it out.
whether it's from the unresolved frustration towards the swordsman or the need for self-inflicted punishment, he wants to taste the cut of blood on his lips, to feel the sting of bruises against his ribs, to hear the animalistic snarl in his own throat. leave it to zoro to be the only one capable of getting sanji to want to be unclean, to be improper, to meet feral with feral. ]
Where's this ship?
[ because he's going. ]
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presumably, it was meant to give some sort of landmark or identifying feature to help sanji figure out a way to the ship, but sanji should know by now that any question containing βwhereβ has no business being anywhere near zoro.
which is to say the photo is blurry, and crooked, and zoroβs finger is in the way. thereβs something pale in the background that could be sand? but it could just as easily be a sun glare.
nothing about this is usuable, but zoro still has the audacity to add: )
here
donβt waste my time by being late
forced to write a tag 2x longer than it needs to be bc zoro sucks!!!
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