A/N This is the ZoRo version of my drabble 'Moments like these' (which can be found in my 'A Thief and her Straw Hat' collection of One-Shots). Enjoy, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NICO ROBIN-CHWAAAANN!
Robin didn't mind the cold that crept under the folds of her coat, nor did she care about the icy drips of water that occasionally splashed her pale skin from the roof of the cavern. She was comfortable, huddled in the corner with Swordsman-san and a thick historical volume for company whilst the rest of their crew ran amok in the cave.
Giggling at their antics, Robin didn't miss the way her captain slid in between the hard surface of the cave's wall and the Straw Hat's Navigator's barely clothed back. She chortled at the surprised look that Nami had on her face when she became aware of his presence and was promptly pulled into the rubber boy's lap. After struggling for quite some time, and several mumbles and murmurs passed between the two, the fiery haired Navigator finally relaxed and settled against him, blushing all the while.
While Robin was observing them, she did not fail to notice the green haired 'demon' moving steadily closer to her side, his breath reacting with the below freezing temperatures and coming out in small wisps of steam. His warmth was gladly welcomed by the archaeologist, who snuggled into his side while she clutched the book a little closer to her chest. She felt him jolt at her movements, perhaps not even realising that he had edged his way backward to be so close to her. He relaxed, however, once he realised that she was not attempting to do anything, only trying to retain what little warmth she had.
Zoro saw how her long, feminine fingers clutched the book, not bothering to turn the page because they were frozen stiff. He sighed gently, before grabbing the tome from her hands and warming the dainty digits between his own gloved ones, trying to force some feelings and heat back into them. It was Robin's turn to jolt, not used to the swordsman showing any sort of intimacy or care towards her like this. She raised her eyebrows at him when he pulled the gloves off his hands and started to tug them onto hers with a gentleness that only he possessed.
"Why the sudden guilt, swordsman-san?"
"This isn't guilt, woman," he growled at her. "It's me being nice to you. Appreciate it, because knowing Love-Cook, moments like these won't happen very often."
Robin chuckled again, letting the younger man caress her fingers while she let her eyes droop, leaning against his chest for support. She must have fallen asleep, because when she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by the scene of her captain laughing off the cook's insults; Brook, Franky and Chopper cheering over a flickering fire; Ussop struggling to make sense of the situation; and Zoro cradling her close to his form, passing casual insults in Sanji's direction while stroking her back affectionately.
Robin let her eyes flutter closed again, and just enjoyed the moment while it lasted.
