A.N. So, I'm bored and too lazy to do my homework or write what I'm supposed to write… so yea, enjoy my little bout of ZoSan… :}

It's been some time since I wrote a ZoSan fic, but the idea came quite easily and I found I still can easily write this pairing, these two are just natural… :D

Warning: AU, yaoi, One Piece characters as university students, ZoSan/SanZo, language, smut teasing…

Word count: 822

Those Nice Abs

One way to describe Sanji Blackleg would be to say that he's an attention freak, but only those who hated every fiber of the man would call him that. Nicer people called him loud- second loudest person in class to be truthful, because admit it, no one can beat Luffy. Sanji's friends would simply say that he's eccentric and it was simply Sanji being himself.

Blond's friends knew that all hat dramatic behavior was part him messing with other people, part him actually believing that women are goddess. 'And no goddess should be touched by the hands of a mere mortal' was how Sanji explained being gay. 'They're simply too delicate for me' he would say.

But those were just excuses and everyone knew that, because god looking men with muscles were just as godly as women, only he deemed himself worthy to sleep with them. Being a fighter who used his legs as a weapon Sanji didn't have muscly biceps or triceps and he was kind of jealous of those who did.

So it came as quite surprise when word spread that he was dating Zoro.

Zoro was one of those guys with hoodies which hide their built and even his bright green hair somehow seemed not so rebellious in them. He simply wasn't a type Sanji would 'swoon over'. Sanji himself said that Zoro and he simply clicked and appearance didn't matter at all. It was quite romantic, really, they were quite smitten with each other…

-II-

Third POV

Sanji looked at his boyfriend and couldn't help, but wonder why such a word as 'boyfriend' didn't seem worthy enough of Zoro. The green haired teen was so much more. Sanji had boyfriends before, but none of them even match half of how Zoro made Sanji feel.

Lover. Zoro was his lover, lover wasn't some silly title young teenage girls used. Besides, Zoro had been around for more than a year, known he was gay through all that time, been friends with him just until last month when he showed interest in dating Sanji.

The chef in training was too curious to say no. and it felt like the second best decision he had made in his life (first one being his interest in cooking when he was nine). They found that spending long time together, never got boring, from simple hanging out on a couch, to loud bantering over silly stuff, or going out together to do random stuff outside – it was all amazing, it was what they both wanted, mutual agreement. And that he found Zoro's face really handsome was just additional, uncounted plus (he had yet to see a naked Zoro, though he really wanted to).

And here he was – on the verge of exploring that body.

A hand brushed through Sanji's face as a pair of lips moved synchronically with his own. It was always like that – they were on equal grounds. One or other would take control by means of circumstances, trickery, how much energy they had and mood. And today it seemed Zoro wasn't feeling like being submissive and had very dominantly mounted Sanji's hips trying to fully take control of the blond.

He was doing great job too, Sanji fought green haired male's dominance less and less until blond simply chose to give in and explore the body above him. He started by grinding his hips up and making his and Zoro's crotches brush against each other, making their pants even tighter. As punishment Sanji's lip was bit and several strands of his hair pulled.

Grinning as Zoro's lips started exploring his neck, Sanji let his hands wander into unknown territory – under Zoro's hoodie. His finger lightly traced the solid muscles of the stomach and his eyes shot open. "You have abs."

Zoro startled by the sudden words detached himself from Sanji's neck and looked at the blond confused. "What?"

Sanji bit his lower lip and lifted the bottom of the dark green hoodie, making Zoro take it off in the meantime. He put his palm on Zoro's six-pack and looked into green eyes of his lover. "I mean these. You have a perfect six pack." He lifted his eyes up and traced Zoro's muscled arms. "I have no idea how I haven't noticed up until now…" He looked into the waiting eyes. "It's the fault of your hoodies!" He accused.

Zoro simply raised an eyebrow. "And what's the big deal?"

Chef in training snorted. "The big deal? We could have started dating year ago, because I would have jumped you the moment I saw this perfect body!"

The green haired man chuckled. "You're an idiot."

Sanji pouted. "And you're a moron."

Zoro's lips returned to Sanji's as he kissed him lightly. "We're both stupid then."

The only answer Sanji could tell was 'Hmph' as he was too concentrated on that perfect, dream like body and dream like lover set he had in front of his eyes.

A.N. Cheesy? I think so. Is it fine? I don't know! I'm the author, I have five different views of this! You tell me! ;}

P.S. I have no idea why I tease you all like that with this not-smut…