Disclaimer: Much to my dismay, I do not own One Piece. I wanted to own Zoro though.
He knew he loved her the first time he saw her.
She knew he loved him the first time she saw him.
He never admitted to himself that he love her; he dismissed it as admiration.
She never admitted to herself that she love him; she dismissed it as infatuation.
He got pissed whenever she shouted at him because of his zero sense of direction; but deep inside he feels happy because she's worried about him.
She got pissed whenever she's in trouble and he rescues her; but deep inside she feels happy because he rescues her.
Every time he touches her, his heart jumps wildly inside his chest.
Every time she touches him, her skin tingle and her mind become hazy.
He feels insanely jealous whenever Sanji comes too close to her and insanely outraged when men look at her with lustful eyes.
She loves making him jealous and she knows it irritates him when men gawk at her; it only proves that he cares.
He will give the world to her and even give up his dream of becoming the Greatest Swordsman, if only she will love him as much as he loves her.
She will give up money and her dream to draw maps of the world, if only he will love her as much as she loves him.
He is waiting for the right time to tell her.
She's waiting for the right time to tell him.
He saves her again when a wolf tried to bit her.
She complains that it's his fault they are lost and she was almost bitten by a wolf.
He looks at her.
She looks at him.
Everything cleared.
When her eyes met his.
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