lexiangrybird asked: That sad tumblr fic thing with Zoro left...you should most definitely do more of it
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Sanji wasn't in the mood for company, but the incessant knocking at the door was working directly against his wishes. He had a feeling he knew who it would be. Luffy, most likely, or if he was really unlucky - Nami. One of Zoro's friends for sure, here to gather his things so that Zoro never had to see him again.
With willpower he didn't know he possessed, Sanji got himself out of bed. He kept the comforter draped around him as if it might help protect him from the onslaught of dark looks or rude comments he was no doubt about to receive.
The banging on the door continued until Sanji clicked the lock back. The person on the other side paused and waited for Sanji to open the door. Sanji took a deep breath before turning the knob and tugging the door.
"God dammit, Cook, I've been knocking for almost ten minutes! The old lady down the hall did that thing where she glares at you because god forbid you make any noise in the damn hallway."
Zoro's rant was lost on Sanji as he took in the other's appearance. Zoro looked tired; dark bags under his eyes evident even under the tanned skin.
"You look like shit," Zoro commented, breaking Sanji's train of thought.
"I could say the same to you," Sanji snapped. This was the worst possible scenario. For Zoro to come here himself meant that Sanji would have to watch Zoro walk out on him twice. He wasn't sure he could handle that.
"Cook," Zoro started, pausing to sigh and gesturing words with his hands that his mouth seemed unable to form.
"You came for your stuff, right?" Sanji asked, stepping aside to let Zoro in and turning towards the hall. "That's fine. I'll be in the bedroom. I could gather your clothes while I'm in there..."
Sanji was cut off but a tug at the blanket around him. He stumbled backwards, falling back into an embrace that was both familiar and now heart breaking.
Sanji couldn't bring himself to pull away, no matter how much he knew he should. He needed to cut Zoro from his life, and accept that that was how things would be. But the arms around him tightened, derailing his train of thought.
"I'm sorry," Zoro muttered against his ear. "I didn't mean it. I still love you."
Tears welled in Sanji's eyes.
"I don't know if you can forgive me," Zoro started again, but Sanji didn't let him finish. Instead he turned in Zoro's arms and wrapped his own around the marimo's neck.
Zoro muttered something against his hair, but Sanji didn't hear it, lost in the feel of Zoro's arms tightening around him, lost in the sound of Zoro's heart beat, and lost in the feeling of being whole once more.