Sanji sat quietly reading a cookbook. It was late at night everything was dark outside. He was waiting for Zoro to come home from sword training. he never understood the obssession with swords but nor did he understand him with his passion for cooking so they both called it neutral about the subject.

It was so quiet in the house without his usual friends nor Zoro. he could even he his light bulb buzz with was kind of driving him nuts and creepying him out. But still he flicked to the next page of hiscookbook pondering ideas for dinner tommorrow and was slowly slipping into slumber. When he heard the keys rattle in the door and zoro burst through.
"sanji I guess your still up"
"yes I am dinners in the microwave as much I hate the stupid thing"
"what ever I'm going to have a shower first "
Sanji felt slightly more awake. He could hear Zoro rummage through his drawers. Him accidently slam the door when he closed it. Then the sound of the shower.

Zoro p.o.v

When I finished my shower I went back into the kitchen. the hot shower felt was asleep on the kitchen table. He persists on staying up for me when he has life draining days as a chef. Sanji was so good to me. I started the microwave it had some fancy pants meal but a big proportion so I wouldn't complain. The cook began to snore even when the microwave was making beeping noise didn't wake him. I sat down eating quietly. It was not unusual to eat while Sanji slept at the table. I'd carry him back up to bed. He'd wake up early go to afternoon I'd go to 'd come home before I got back. Many weekends he'd work. Somehow both of us still made this work even with the the bad schedule.