Prompt(from Tumblr): Zoro isn't the only guy who notices Sanji at the pool. JealousZoro is my favorite.
A/N: Okay, so you wanted jealous Zoro...
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The man was handsome; Zoro would give him that. Broad defined shoulders molded into a perfectly muscular body that stood cockily as a pair of black swim trunks were slung unnecessarily low on his hips that made him look down right fuckable. Carelessly kept black hair hung around his shoulders, brushing against his exotically tanned skin, littered with freckles that instead of making him seem childish it just made him seem devilishly sexy. A charming smile was broken across his face showing perfect white teeth, as his eyes seemed to almost be dancing with mirth.
All in all, Zoro could admit that the man was indeed very good looking, and had vaguely remembered him as being the life guard for another pool in town. Some sort of surfing nut that spent his winters out in Hawaii being a dirtbag[1] before coming back in the summer to work. But Zoro couldn't give a fuck about any of that aside from the fact that he was currently standing directly in front of Sanji and talking to him like they were old friends.
The little devil on his shoulder was back, but all it really did was verbalize Zoro's instinctual need to hiss angrily at the damned man. Every primal urge inside of him that he had thought he had left on the playground years ago surged back as all his brain was really telling him to do was walk over and shove the man to the ground before dragging Sanji away. It was just lucky enough he had the self restraint of a fucking nun – as these past weeks with the gorgeous blond dangling in front of him would attest too – that kept him from losing his cool.
Instead he sat up on the guard chair, brooding angrily as he desperately tried to look anywhere but at the two men chatting near the change rooms. Forcing himself to glare off toward the deep end he noted Nami fierily yelling at some kids that were misusing the diving board, and chuckled quietly. It was always nice to have the woman being known as the grouchy lifeguard and all the kids calling him the 'cool one'.
Looking frazzled Nami made her way down the deck and away from the terrible kids whom already started making stupid faces at her behind her back. At the exact opposite end of the pool from him she cast a look around to make sure no one else was misbehaving and her eyes seemed to settle on the two men at the end of the pool chatting. It drew Zoro's eyes as well just in time to see the ebony haired male reach out and ruffled the blonds hair affectionately.
They said envy was a green eyed beast but it hardly explained why he saw red at the simple motion. Did the man have any idea how long he'd daydream about just being able to touch that hair? Did he know that Zoro could probably die happy if he was allowed to run his hands through it reverently? Zoro barely had the nerve to talk to the blond let alone feel him up and that man had just tousled his hair like they were dating of something.
He was so angry he couldn't even form a legitimate thought in his own head, each statement he tried to form about the touchy brunette wouldn't get past the first syllable before he was flustered and trying again. It was like he was some child's pathetic toy that was dying and couldn't get past the first word without his batteries quitting on him. Finally giving up on properly cursing out the man he turned away angrily.
Nami was looking right at him, giving him an expectant look that was easily read as her trademark, 'Do you fucking get it yet, Zoro?' look. Head tilted slightly to the side, wide brown eyes boring into his as though trying to telepathically send him the message before jerking her head toward Sanji and raising her eyebrows. Zoro only stared blankly back, before slowly upturning a palm in confusion, shaking his head slowly as he mouth silently, "What?"
Nami's face immediately fell, impatience scaring lines into her face to make it look almost hollow as he she dropped her head into her hands exasperatedly. Shoulders heaving for a moment before she composed herself and used both arms to dramatically gesture toward the blond. A hand was placed to the top of her head before flicking angrily at Zoro in an obvious, 'What the fuck?' motion.
And suddenly all of Nami's meddling, manipulating and constant teasing made sense, in her own incessantly subtle yet obnoxious way she was telling Zoro to make a move before somebody else did. Whether that other person was her, or some stranger; all along she had just been trying to help Zoro in her own weird caring way. His realization must have shown on his face because Nami finally sighed and sent him a look of 'Finally, you dickhead'.
Zoro sent a wary glance over to the two men again before looking back at Nami whom only smirked and tilted her head toward them lightly. It was all the encouragement he needed before he jumped down from the observation chair, tossing his shirt aside and grabbing his goggles. Jitters had him by the stomach in a cold icy grip as he worried that he might get rejected but he steeled himself as he was not about to let that damned smooth lifeguard from King Edwards pool mosey in on Sanji.
"Oi. Swirly." Zoro called out, making his way across the deck toward the two men, "Bet I can kick your ass again!"
In a split second the man Sanji was talking to was forgotten as his face lit up at the challenge before calling out, "Yeah, whatever. Let's see you keep up in a relay. You don't stand a chance!"
Sanji hardly said a goodbye to the damned brunette before following Zoro over to the lanes, already pulling on his goggles and trash talking Zoro. The brunette just gave partial shrug before meandering off, already striking up a conversation with some of the girls lounging in the hot tub. Zoro let a small victorious smirk slip through before turning to face the blond and biting back, "We'll see about that."
TBC
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[1] slang for beach bums that literally just live on the beach all year
A/N: It's actually on my Bucket List to be a 'dirtbag' for a year or so lol
