A/N: I've been dealing with a lot of stuff irl, so i'm v sorry for the lil wait. *looks at DRF guiltily* BUT. Here's more SanUso (UsoSan?) bc why not.

Tags: Pining!Sanji, Modern Day AU, Flirting, Slightly NSFW

Move In Day

Sanji knew this was a bad idea when he suggested it, but he did it anyway because he's an idiot who liked to torture himself with his little one sided crush.

His newly acquired roommate smiled at him. "What? Something on my face?"

"No, Usopp," he sighed, motioning him further into the apartment. "I'm just thinking."

Usopp dragged his belongings into the middle of the room and dropped them onto the floor. "I don't blame ya. We've got a lot of unpacking to do."

"Not about that, idiot," Sanji muttered, turning away from him as a blush adorned his cheeks. It's the fact that you're here with me, he wanted to say, the fact that we're alone. The fact that I can't help but want you, and it drives me crazy. Instead of vocalizing his thoughts, he studied the seemingly endless amounts of bags, boxes, and containers that littered the room's perimeter. "How long do you think this'll take?"

Usopp walked over to a small box labeled 'random shit' and pulled out a box cutter. "Way too long. When you called and asked me to move in, I was so happy I just threw all my stuff into random boxes and came as soon as I could." He gave Sanji an apologetic smile. "Thanks for asking me to be your roommate, Sanji. I missed you."

Another wave of butterflies rolled in his stomach, and the blonde rubbed an awkward hand behind his neck, hoping he didn't look as flushed as he felt. "No problem."

Usopp hummed and began cutting open the top of the cardboard. Sanji watched him work for all of two seconds before realization slammed into him like a ton of bricks. His one visible eye popped open, heart hammering away in its confines.

That was that box.

He cursed colorfully under his breath as he reached out to Usopp, who was lifting each wing of the box's cover carefully. No, fuck, please not like this-

Sanji nearly tripped in his haste to stop his friend. "Wait Usopp, that's-"

One of the colorful objects was in his hand before the blonde could stop him. Usopp looked at the long, curved dildo with wide-eyed wonder, examining it as he would one of his stray car parts. "Sanji..."

The blonde snatched the toy out of his hands and stuffed it back in the box, closing it and shoving it to the side forcefully. Humiliation burned his nose and ears as red as the blood coursing through his veins. He wished it could disappear into the floor, he was so embarrassed. Sanji closed his eyes against the wave of shame that racked his form.

Now that he's found his stash, Usopp would eventually put two and two together and find out he had a crush on him. Then their friendship would be ruined, and god damn it, it would be all his fault. All because he wasn't being careful enough. Something as simple as keeping your sex toys out of sight from the object of your affections should be elementary, but Sanji was an idiot and didn't quite get that yet.

An awful silence hung in the air around them. Sanji swallowed thickly. "I..."

"No worries, man." Usopp held up a hand, a smile tugging at his lips. "I don't mind."

Sanji looked at him, incredulous. He opened his mouth, shut it, looked down at the floor. He wasn't sure what to say, if there was anything he could say in a situation like this. The feeling of embarrassment ate at him like no other.

Usopp clapped him on the shoulder and chuckled, and the sound made Sanji's body flare with heat. "What you do in your private time is none of my business."

"Right," the blonde quickly agreed, bobbing his head in time to the rapid thrum of his heart. He deflates a little. "...right."

"Unless," Usopp began, squeezing lightly on his shoulder and caressing the skin there with a gentle thumb. "You want it to be."

The invitation caught Sanji so off guard, he nearly choked on oxygen. He blinked a few times as the words processed in his mind, sinking down into his brain. Was Usopp even remotely aware of what he was asking? No, forget that, since when was Usopp anything but straight? Had Sanji assumed wrong? Or had he just failed to pick up on the signs?

Usopp continued staring at him, waiting for a response. The blonde swallowed the mess of questions on his tongue and breathed out a steady breath. "Maybe I do."

His roommate removed his hand, leaving sparks of fire in its place. He moved to the box that Sanji had pushed away and heaved it into his arms. "This is heavier than I thought," he muttered more to himself than to Sanji. The blonde watched with open shock as he digs through the contents and pulls out a string of anal beads and whistles appreciatively.

"Lead the way," Usopp nodded to the hallways on the other end of the room. "Where's the bedroom?"

Sanji pinches himself, turning towards a hall on their right. "This has gotta be a dream. This isn't happening," he murmurs under his breath, discreetly pinching the flesh of his cheek. Usopp was not about to just use his own sex toys on him. In the middle of an unfurnished apartment. On the first day he moved in. There's no way.

Usopp chuckled as if hearing his thoughts, coming up behind him and elbowing his side playfully. "Let's see all the goodies you have tucked away in here, yeah?"

Sanji could only nod numbly as he opened the door to his room, completely bare save for his hastily made bed and matching nightstand. Oh god. Just the sight of it made something rough and filthy lurch in the depths of his stomach. "...Yeah."