Zoro and Robin laid on the floor of the gym, exhausted after what they had just done. As their heartbeats began to steady, Zoro turned and looked at Robin. Her hair was a mess and there was a faint sheen of sweat on her platinum skin. God, does she look sexy right now. Zoro thought. She always looks sexy.
Robin rolled onto her side to face Zoro. She stared into his eyes, an overwhelming sense of happiness filling her. His tousled, sweaty hair, his thick, firm muscles, that pleased smile on his face, it all made her feel so warm inside. She felt so lucky to be Zoro's, completely.
Suddenly, Zoro got up. It was a surprise to Robin because she was still in a blissful daze. He walked over to one of the benches and lifted up the seat, revealing a storage space. After he pulled a giant blanket out from the space, he closed the lid and returned to Robin's side. He proceeded to cocoon the two of them in the very large blanket, bringing them even closer together. When he was done, Zoro planted a soft kiss on Robin's forehead. "I love you." he murmured.
A smile lazily crept across Robin's lips. She nestled herself into Zoro's arms and let out a happy sigh. "I love you too, my kenshi-san."
"I love when you call me that." He really did. It made him feel like he was exclusively hers. Nobody else knew about this name, except them. It felt so special.
"Good." Robin replied. "Because I love to call you my kenshi-san." She placed her hand gently on Zoro's chest over his heart. His heartbeat was strong and relaxed. It was almost hypnotizing. Robin closed her eyes just as Zoro started to run his fingers through her hair. The combination of this and the feel of Zoro's heartbeat against her hand caused her to slowly drift off to sleep.
Zoro watched as Robin fell asleep in his arms. He felt her soft, bear chest rising and falling against his own. As he gently stroked her hair, Zoro thought about just how lucky he was. Never in his life had he felt so strongly about a woman. Women were just obstacles that got in the way of his dream, but this woman, she was different. She made him feel so alive, so comforted, so wanted.
Right then, he vowed to protect Robin no matter what. Of course, he protected her in the past, she was his nakama after all. But now, now he didn't want to live his life without her. He wanted Robin to be there when he finally became the greatest swordsman in the world and share that with her.
Slowly, Zoro slid out of thought and into sleep. He and Robin lay on the floor, wrapped up in the giant blanket. Nothing disturbed them. They slept soundly through the entire night, enveloped in each other's love.
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