For once, Sanji did not feel like getting up on time today.
However, being the chef of the ship, he was permitted to rise before anyone else in the crew and prepare breakfast. Besides, he didn't want Nami-san or Robin-chan waiting on him—and knowing Luffy, he definitely wanted to get a head start before him and that bottomless pit he calls a stomach got to the galley first.
But Sanji felt so comfortable right now, even if he was sleeping on the floor of the men's quarters. And he was warm. Verywarm. It felt too nice to move.
His source of heat seemed to wrap around him like a blanket and Sanji couldn't help but smile, curling deeper into its embrace. He found himself starting to slowly drift back to sleep when something soft tickled his nose. Sanji groaned and tried to brush away whatever was in his face, but felt restriction on his arm. Frowning, Sanji cracked open his eye which nearly bulged out of its socket when he was met with—
Green hair.
Green. Hair.
Zoro was sleeping on the floor next to Sanji, soft snores slipping past his slightly parted lips. The swordsman had his arms wrapped tightly around the chef's waist as his head was tucked securely into the crook of his neck.
Cuddling. Zoro was cuddlingwith Sanji. And to the blondes horror he noticed that he had his own arms around the swordsman, hands cupping that head of mysterious green hair. It felt so soft between his fingers…
Sanji quickly yanked back his hands, or at least his right hand, seen as his left was currently trapped under Zoro's head.
He had to get up.
But how the hell am I going to get this damned swordsman off me? Sanji scowled at the thought. His other crewmates were sleeping peacefully in their hammocks, and the chef needed to do this without waking them up or else he'd never hear the end of it.
So kicking the bastard far out to sea wasn't an option.
Acting fast, Sanji gripped the arm around his waist with his free hand and carefully tried loosening it. Zoro's face screwed up into a small frown—Sanji froze—but slowly relaxed back to its peaceful expression. The chef sighed in relief. This was going to be a bit trickier than he thought.
Sanji nudged at the man's head. "Oi, Marimo." Sanji whispered. He received only a snore in response.
"Mosshead!"
Zoro frowned in his sleep again, eyebrows furrowed together, before tightening his hold on the chef. Sanji huffed in irritation. "Shitty Marimo…get the up already!" He shoved at the man's shoulder this time. The bastard growled faintly. "Stupid Ero-cook, let me sleep…" He murmured drowsily and had the audacity to shift his head, nuzzling deeper into the chef's neck. Sanji felt his face heat up, be it from anger or embarrassment.
"Asshole! Shitty mosshead! Fucking directionally-challenged swordsman with your stupid moss of stupid green hair!" Sanji cursed under his breath.
Abandoning his former plan of waking the swordsman gently, the chef flailed to try and worm his way out of his muscular prison. Apparently Zoro wasn't having any of that as he tugged the chef right back when he only got an inch or two out. Sanji wanted to scream.
I'm gonna murder this asshole! I don't even care anymore; I'm gonna kick this muscle head so far across the Grand Line he'll find himself back in North Blue!
Sanji's inner raging was short lived when said muscle head brought the blonde even closer—only to end up nudging their pelvises together.
Sanji let out a girlish yelp.
Acting on instinct, he pulled his hips back and stretched his leg up between them, slamming the sole of his foot into the Marimo's stomach. The swordsman was sent flying across the room and bodily crashing into the wall, causing it to vibrate from the impact of a heavy body. The commotion caused Luffy to fall out of his hammock and right onto Usopp, who instantly woke up and screamed as he too fell out of his hammock, bringing Luffy with him. Chopper sprung up from the couch and started running around, screaming that they were under attack. Sanji ignored them and focused his attention on the green haired man currently jumping to his feet.
"Stupid, shitty dartbrow! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Zoro growled in annoyance of having been rudely awoken.
Sanji answered with another kick.