Zoro was sitting in the D brothers living room, mentally hitting his Head into the little coffee table in front of the black leather sofa he was currently sitting on repeatedly. Ace was being an asshole. It was around midday and zoro had showed up so they could plan more about a party to meet everyone, of course, as sanji lived almost in the other end of the grand line, north blue, it would take some time before he showed up as well, however the moment he had knocked on the door, ace had implied several sexual things between zoro and sanji, pissing zoro off to no end, and probably making sanji want to run out of there and never come back. The D brothers was quite a handful normally, but add ace being more perverted than usual, was enough to make most people run and never look back. They had made a tiny bit of progress on the plan, agreeing that it would be nice if they all met. But really, most of the time there was just awkward silence after ace had said some rather suggestive stuff about sanji and zoros friend ship. Shitty ace. The only one not getting the its-awkward memo was luffy, who had asked sanji if he really was a cook, and if he would make him some meat about a million times in the hardly twenty minutes sanji had been there.
Sanji had finally budged and was in the kitchen making some kind of food that actually smelled really great, even all the way from the living room where zoro was about to tell ace how shitty he was. Before he could though, ace looked him straight in the eyes and did that very suggestive wiggly eyebrows thing and said; "damn zoro, I understand your strive to get this one. He's hot AND not an asshole. Nice. You guys done it yet?"
"ace!" zoro hissed, not wanting sanji to hear the words coming from ace at the moment. "will you stop?! I told you, we aren't like that!"
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"what? Of course you are! Have you seen the way you guys look at each other? You look about ready to jump each other right here right now. I was kinda worried I would have to leave with luffy so you guys could get it out of your system."
Okay, so maybe zoro might have maybe a tiny bit by 'accident' looked at sanji. He didn't regret it though, it had been really nice to watch his ass as he walked to the kitchen. But the chances of sanji even being into men were really really slim. And even if he was gay, the chances he was attracted to zoro were also really slim. Besides, they got along really well, it would suck to screw it up by trying something. Oh, and also the fact that he was a murderer. Oh well. Sanji walked into the living room and told them to hurry to the kitchen before luffy ate everything.
By the time zoro and sanji left, leaving together having agreed to spar at the gym, they had planned that in a couple days, they were all getting together. It would be held at luffy and ace's place, sanji would do the cooking and zoro got to meet usopp, kaya, and nami and sanji got to meet brook, robin, franky and chopper. it was going to be awesome. or at least luffy was convinced about it judging from the million times he had yelled it out while dicussing. sanji was a bit nervous he wouldn't get along with zoros friends. and zoro was a bit worried he would get along too well with sanjis friends. the last thing he needed was to draw too many people into his buissness. he also felt kind of sad about dragging sanji into it. walking to the gym, sanji seemed to be in an unusual good mood, chatting and smiling like a madman meanwhile. zoro couldn't help but notice how beautiful he looked when truly happy. damn. he snapped himself out of the trance he had been in while looking at sanji and tried actually listening, surprisingly curious aboutwhat made the blonde this happy. without a doubt, zoro wanted to see the blonde truly happy some more. apparently sanji was telling about something called 'All Blue' his old man had told him about last night. it was a legend about a magic ocean, and the street sanji lived on had apparently gotten its name after this legend, if zoro heard it right. the blondes beautiful smile and wishful eyes made it kind of difficult to concentrate but he tried anyway. it was really odd how well they got along after having known eachother only a couple days. it felt like they had known eachother for years. it felt like they were supposed to be together. like they clicked perfectly. he experimentally brought his one hand close to the blondes, and carefully took it in his. he looked at their hands together, fixed his eyes on the road in front of them and casually walked towards the gym, like he hadn't just made sanji blush totally. he didn't see it, but it was like he could feel the blonde was blushing. also there was the way he stopped talking a couple seconds in the middle of a sentence when zoro took his hand in his. zoro smiled, still looking at the road. this felt surprisingly good.
