Title: Not What It Looks Like
Pairing: Zoro x Man-Panties
Disclaimer: I am not Oda. I shall go cry now.
Warning: Man-Panties are delicious!
Zoro was sniffing his underwear.
Zoro was sniffing his underwear.
Zoro. Was sniffing. His underwear.
No matter how many different ways he ran it through his mind it still sounded absolutely absurd and yet here he was staring at Zoro with a wide-eyed expression not really believing his eyes. Maybe he was dreaming. He pinched his arm. Nope that hurt, definitely still awake.
"It's not what it looks like," Zoro said flatly, still nose-deep in the crotch of his favorite silky heart-boxers.
Sanji took a cautious step backwards, eyes threatening to pop out of his skull.
"It's not what it looks like," A hint of desperation touched the swordsman's voice. At least he had enough sense to finally pull the undergarment away from his face.
Sanij's expression was a strange cross between skeptical and horrified.
"It's not what it looks like!" And then Zoro was stepping towards him. "It's not. Really. It's not what it looks like."
Sanji spotted an entire pile of his dirty underwear behind Zoro. He fled the room.
He chanced a look back and there was Zoro chasing after him, frantically waving the boxers at Sanji and yelling, screaming, "IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!!!"
Nami let out a long sigh from her chair on the deck. She watched as Zoro chased a frightened Sanji while waving a pair of boxers in his direction. Zoro was screaming something but the navigator couldn't make out what he was saying over Sanji's terrified shrieks. She let out another sigh.
She was never putting Zoro on laundry duty again.