30 Day Writing Prompt Challenge
Day 29
'Doing chores around the house'
By aoi koneko chan
He was going to do it, and he was going to do it perfectly. Prissy blondie seemed to be able to do these things like breathing, so why was it so goddamned hard? He scrubbed harder at the stain, a new appreciation coming over him at Sanji's insult 'grass stain' and the level of annoyance it carried. Why were they so damned hard to remove? It seemed like he'd been here over an hour on this one stupid piece of clothing where Sanji would already be air drying the lot of them.
Sanji was down for the count. Had been for about a week actually. which was surprisingly for him considering the fact that he was the only member on board who hadn't come down with the flu once during their travels. Even Franky with his half cyborg body was susceptible to the common cold and had come down with bad cases of it over the course of their journey. Zoro himself, although not often, had caught the odd cold and spent a week or so with his sniffly nose, chopper's exclamations about no weight training and Sanji's delicious chicken and corn soup.
Hmmm… that soup… he would love some now…
Zoro shook his head to clear away the idiot thoughts. Sanji was sick and that's why there'd be no famous Chicken and Corn Soup. Maybe he could.. He shook his head as if that would clear away his stupidity. The hell if he knew the first thing about cooking and there was something seriously fucked up with him if he thought he could replicate one of the cooks' fancy meals. Zoro sighed internally, it would have been nice though, to be able to cook for the curlybrow when he was down for the count. Maybe when the idiot was healed he could ask him to to teach him how to make that soup, that way the next time Sanji was sick he could at least help a bit. Zoro huffed and rolled his shoulders. That was another problem for another day and right now, his mind should be focused on these stupid grass stains that he himself had made appear on Sanji's pristine white button down. Yep, bright green, messing up that perfect...crisp...white…
At the time, he'd been rather proud of his accomplishment. A thoroughly roughed up Sanji who looked as thoroughly sexed up as he had actually been. Whenever Zoro saw the usually pristine man in any sort of undress it did things to him. Mainly, conjured sexy ideas of how sinful that body was beneath him and how amazing Sanji was during sex. How much the blond got off on Zoro and only him.
Focus!
Focus…that's what he needed to do. And right now, he needed to focus on the laundry. It was his fault that Sanji was currently down for the count for the first time in over three years. What had started as playful island sex had turned into getting caught in the mother of all rainstorms without proper shelter. Then to top it all off, when they had finally made their way back to the Sunny, he had thought only of himself and getting himself warmed up and dry that he'd been stupid enough to believe Sanji would stop helping others and start looking out for himself first.
But no.
The idiot cook had deemed cooking hot stew for the drenched crew more important and Zoro had thought taking a warm bath more imperative than checking on the dumb cook. To be quite honest, he was a little miffed that the cook hadn't looked after himself first and joined him in the bath, but he guessed, with how new their relationship was to the crew, he didn't want to necessarily advertise it all about the place.
But that still didn't argue the fact that Zoro should have noticed earlier and could have prevented his lover from being so ill. Which in turn, led to now and a bucked full of soapy suds and stains that didn't want to come out.
Damned it!
"Oi…marimo" came the call of his snuffly lover from behind him. For a man who rarely got sick, when Sanji did, he copped it bad. The man was pale, the contrast of his flushed cheeks standing out all too much. Call him a sadistic idiot, but Zoro loved seeing this new side of Sanji. The less perfect, real guy whose voice was gravelly from illness and shuffled around the deck bundled up with a giant comforter.
"Oi." He called softly getting up from his knees and wiping his wet hands on his pants. "Chopper said complete bed rest, remember?"
Sanji tried to hum but it ended up a snuffle with his block nose protesting at the vibrations. Zoro could help the soft smile that came over his face and noticed Sanji's pull into a sour look.
"Why're you so damn happy I'm sick, bastard?" He coughed out, sending an accusatory glare in his direction.
Zoro moved to his lover and embraced him, blankets and all. "You're adorably petulant when you're sick, you know that?" He teased in a light voice.
Sanji huffed and pushed on his chest but soon gave in and leant forward on it instead. Zoro smiled softly at his lover. Unfortunately for Sanji, not being ill recently had really done a number on him. His body was working furiously to defend itself and it left him feeling tired out so quickly. Chopper had easily summed up Sanji's flu as the worst case to go around the crew period. The swordsman could still recall Sanji's flatline 'yippee' of sarcasm at the news.
"Hey, what'cha doing, marimo?" Sanji questioned, trying vainly to peer over his shoulder.
"Oh, um, the laundry was piling up…" He trailed off.
Sanji cocked his head in that bird like fashion he did that showed off his gorgeous face and strong jaw. "You're doing laundry, marimo?" He purred. And even with all the sickness still in his voice, Zoro felt the underlying thrill that came with Sanji's pleased tone. The tone he saved for Zoro when he was very very pleased with him. Zoro let out a choked cough. "Hmmm…he's got a great body and does the housework…" The blond trailed off oozing seduction. Well, as much as he could for a hot mess of a sick blond.
Zoro cleared his throat and looked at his lover. "I know, right? My boyfriend is the sexiest househusband there is...too bad he's sick now… I'm flubbing all his jobs." He teased, hoping the serious meaning of his appreciation would come across.
"Hmmm." Came the reply. "Lucky guy, that he has you to do this for him, eh?"
A broad smile broke out on Zoro's face. "Hmmm. Yeah. Say, you wouldn't happen to be able to give me some pointers, would ya?"
Sanji let out a huff of a laugh. "I think I can manage that."
YAY! Another chapter! One more to go!
So yeah, theme was 'doing the chores' but it kinda went back to 'OH NO Sanji is sick!' … sorry… I just love Zoro being terribly sweet to Sanji! Seriously, in so many of the doujinshi, you always see Sanji cooking and cleaning and NO ONE ELSE doing anything so yeah, here is my Sanji appreciation! :)
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