Zoro and Sanji's friendship is pure bliss 8).
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Roronoa Zoro has a crush on Nico Robin.
Does he know how to deal with it?
Nope.
He doesn't have the slightest clue. In fact, he's not even aware it's a crush. Not once in his life has he had a crush on a woman before. So how could he possibly know that's what it is? He occasionally gets an irritating knot in his stomach when she walks by him or flashes him a smile. Does he think much of it? No. Is it starting to get on is nerves? Yes. Very much so.
And who, may I inquire, knows about this and has observed the situation ever since finding out?
Sanji.
Slightly annoyed by the constant begging of his captain for meat, the Straw Hat's cook leaned back on the railing of the Merry, letting out a puff of smoke that twirled artistically into the sky. He scanned the deck. Naturally, his eyes would look for his female nakamas first. Nami, whose hair was flapping wildly in the wind, was speaking to Luffy.
Actually…scratch that. She was more like yelling at him.
Despite her angry snaps and comments, Sanji enjoyed staring at his beloved Nami, who he never seemed to get tired of.
Next, his eyes searched for Robin, who he in fact, complimented less. Not many may notice that, but even though he was a lady's man, somewhere inside him he knew it wasn't right to go for a woman one of his nakamas had feelings for. He may absolutely adore both his female comrades, but he wasn't in love with the archaeologist.
His eyes finally settled on Robin, who was sitting quietly at the back of the deck, doing one of her absolute favorite routines: Reading with a cup of tea in hand. Not very far from where she sat, Zoro was supposedly taking a nap. Sanji caught Robin mouthing something, which made Zoro's eyes snap open. Not before long, Zoro gave her a short reply, making her giggle in amusement.
Flustered, Zoro got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Ah…Sanji thought. My chance to give that marimo some damn love advice he desperately needs.
"Oi maariiimooooo," Sanji called out mockingly as he stepped into the kitchen.
"What's up with that mating call…" Zoro murmured, who was sitting at the table drinking a bottle of sake. Sanji made his way to the counter to keep himself busy whilst trying to approach him. This was gonna be tough.
"So tell me, you sorry excuse of a swordsman," Sanji began as he washed the left over dishes. "What do you think of me and Robin being together?"
Zoro almost, not quite, but almost choked on his alcoholic drink.
"Together?" he repeated.
"Yeah, together," Sanji pressed. "As in, hold hands, hug, maybe even-"
"Shut it, dartbrow."
The cook could feel the slowly increasing anger of his crewmate. This might not have been the best approach, but he had a feeling it was going to work.
As if catching himself showing his rage, Zoro took another swig of his sake. "Why would I care what you do?"
Sanji dried his wet hands gently and walked towards the swordsman, who had finished his drink. He slammed his hand onto the table, giving his cigarette a slight flick.
"Idiot," he said gruffly. "When you love a woman, you don't give her up so easily."
"The heck are you babbling about?"
"You love her, don't you? Just admit it, damn mosshead."
"Will you mind your own business?!" Zoro snapped, starting to get up. Sanji let out an annoyed huff. The swordsman stomped towards the door angrily. But, just before he slammed it shut behind him, he managed to ask a question that had been bugging him endlessly.
"Dammit… That thing you were once going on about…about having a crush. Is that what's going on with me?"
Sanji smiled broadly. "It's about time you realized it, Blockhead. Now…lesson number one of being in love…"