Sanji peers at himself in the mirror and changes his clothes again. He's got another date with Zoro tonight so he wants to look good. He sizes himself up, black sweater and blue jeans. Zoro tells him that he doesn't have to dress fancy or look different for their dates so it's key that he looks like he's not trying, as is the key to all fashion. He glares at the mirror and turns around and grabs one of his magazines. He paces back and forth as he flicks through it, trying to find something, anything that's better than what he's wearing but still appropriate.
"Needs to be perfect." He mutters as he stares at the pages. At least they're clear to him now, one thing he's eternally grateful for is that Zoro seems to like his glasses so at least he doesn't have to go around with the world slightly fuzzy.
He pauses, a band t-shirt and ripped black jeans? Super casual and kind of punk? Ugh, no, no, no.
"Think, think, think!" He snarls at himself, smacking his face with the magazine.
This needs to be just right because this is Zoro that he's talking about here. Zoro is funny and sweet and… also kind of annoying, but in a good way. He's amazing and a large part of Sanji is grateful that Zoro isn't looking for sex from him, both because he doesn't want to accidentally rip Zoro's soul out and kill him but also because it means that they get to have this. He gets to hear Zoro's laugh and his stupid comebacks and see the way that Zoro trusts him even though by all rights he shouldn't. He's amazing.
He looks at himself in the mirror and still isn't satisfied.
"Why is he with someone like you?" Sanji demands bitterly of his reflection.
He's just an incubus and sure he's good at his job but the only use that he has Zoro doesn't need him for. Zoro isn't perfect but he's got loads of good qualities, what can he possibly offer Zoro? He stares at the mirror and throws on as much glamour as he can reasonably hold. His eyes are sparkling blue, his hair is like spun gold, his body is perfect and his teeth (even with the unchangeably long canines) are movie-star white. He looks great from the outside, even if it's all just pretty wrapping with nothing worth having inside.
Fire bursts around him and he drops his magazine before it ends up taken to Zoro's place with him. The fire dissipates and Zoro's home appears around him. Zoro is looking at him with a smile but it falters and turns to surprise.
"Whoa, you look like you did when we first met. Except for that moment when you were a woman." Zoro says, stepping closer to him and looking at him. Sanji keeps an iron grip on his glamour and smiles at Zoro.
"Hi." He says, not really acknowledging Zoro's statement.
"I didn't pull you from work did I?" Zoro asks, looking worried.
"What? No. No, I knew you'd be calling me so I wasn't working." Sanji answers and wonders if he screwed up by glamouring himself too hard. Great.
"Okay." Zoro says with a shrug and then turns away. Maybe he could top this situation off by punching himself in the face and throwing himself out of the window, that'd be as smooth as this.
"So you said before that you hadn't watched load of human movies and I've got a few so you can pick if you want, or there's Netflix. Do you have Netflix in hell?" Zoro asks curiously as he crouches down in front of a rack of cases.
"I don't know what Netflix is." Sanji answers and Zoro gets this sad look on his face. Sanji only realises that it's faked when Zoro's mouth twitches at the corner briefly and it's Zoro unable to keep the amusement off of his face.
"And that's why it's hell." Zoro says and sniggers to himself. Sanji has a brief moment of wondering why he's trying so hard to impress this moron but it fades, he does actually like Zoro after all.
"Okay, so I can get most films or tv shows on this or there's my stuff here. Have a look or tell me if there's something you want me to see if I can get." Zoro says waving his arm at his collection.
Sanji crouches down and looks, there's some films that he's seen, some that he's just heard of and one or two that he's never even heard the name of. The one on the top for example is one he's not heard of.
"Lord of the Rings?" He asks curiously and it feels weird when he touches it to pick it up.
"Oh shit, be really careful with that. If that's damaged at all Nami will ritually sacrifice me and then set me on fire." Zoro says with a worried look on his face, eyeing the case of it.
"Why? What's so precious about it?" He questions, holding onto the case carefully.
"She's got this black market trading thing going on with a few versions of herself from other realities and this is from a world with no magic and only humans in it. It's all fantasy to them. Though I guess maybe there was something once because some things are supposed to be accurate but the most part it's absurdly offensive. She said it's great." Zoro tells him, crouching down and taking the case off of him to turn it around.
"Is that… is that a human dressed up as an elf?!" he gasps, looking at the blond man on the cover with the slightly pointed ears.
"Yes, it's awful. And apparently all of the special effects on this are done on computers somehow, it's not magic and camera tricks." Zoro exclaims, gleeful as the terrible weirdness.
"Weird. This sounds like the worst thing ever, we have to watch it." Sanji grins widely and Zoro quietly goes 'yes!' and starts getting it set up on his machine.
Sanji sits down on the sofa and pulls his feet up on it, curling his tail around himself. He watches Zoro and the way he looks focused as he flicks through menus on the screen. He looks at the way that Zoro has his tongue poking out ever so slightly in concentration as he fights with the apparently poorly designed interface and realises that he went from feeling terrible about himself to not even thinking about it. If he didn't know better he'd say that Zoro was using some kind of magic on him.
Sanji leans forward a little and looks at himself in the slight reflection on the window with the dark night sky outside. He can see how heavily glamoured he is and knows how little he looks like how he really is. He can feel the tense grip that he has on his glamour inside him and carefully lets a bit of it go. His skin becomes less perfectly bronze and his hair darkens a little and stops being so neat. He's not the pale, messy haired disaster zone that he is underneath but it's a step back from his more designed self. It feels easier being like this, not effortless but easier.
When Zoro turns around he clearly notices but he doesn't say anything and his face doesn't reveal anything other than passing surprise, but he supposes that Zoro might give him the same look if he'd suddenly changed his shirt when Zoro wasn't looking.
"You want something to drink before I turn this on?" Zoro asks, walking towards his kitchen.
"Yeah, whatever you have." Sanji answers and twists to look at Zoro peering in the fridge.
"Ice tea?" Zoro questions.
"I said yes, didn't I?" Sanji snarks and Zoro responds by throwing the drink at him.
Sanji catches it mid-air with magic before moving it closer and catching it with his hands.
"I've never cracked that. I can catch something with magic but then it stays still and the Earth keeps moving so really it just flies off into the distance at a thousand miles an hour and I am now banned from trying it. I was trying to catch a pen and it broke the sound barrier, everyone in the room went deaf for about half a minute and it blew a hole in the wall and was only stopped by a long term defence spell on the school's wall." Zoro says unhappily.
"You're an idiot." Sanji groans. How could someone fuck up that badly?
"You're supposed to hold it still in relation to yourself not- you're hopeless. Next time we're on your planet and away from anything breakable I'll show you how." Sanji sighs and opens his drink.
"I'd like that." Zoro says and drops onto the seat next to him and starts up the film.
The film turns out to be both brilliant and awful. From a technical point of view it's interesting to wonder how the people who made it did so without magic but it's puzzling why people in a universe without magic would make up fake legends about magical people that don't exist.
"You know what makes this film better?" Zoro says partway through it.
"What?" Sanji questions, looking at Zoro who is still looking at the screen.
"My teacher, the demonology one that hates me, he's an elf. I've got a few demonology professors but that one hates me and… wow… if he knew I was watching that-" Zoro says and points to the Legolas character on the screen.
"He would lose his mind. I'm half tempted to play it to him just to see his face." Zoro grins, wide and wicked. Sanji's heart melts a little just for seeing it.
"I'm pretty sure that your friend would be angry at you losing it though. And probably being expelled and possibly arrested." Sanji adds.
"You don't seem so concerned though." Zoro says and Sanji smirks.
"That's 'cause you can still summon me in jail. It'd make dates boring but if I knew when you were going to summon me I could bring things with me. Or I could break you out and take you to your planet." Sanji purrs and Zoro laughs brightly.
"I think I'll just give the DVD back to Nami." He chuckles and Sanji smiles and shrugs as if he's still open to the idea. Truthfully he really doesn't want Zoro to go to prison, but it's a slightly amusing idea in theory.
They fall back into more or less complete silence, broken only by the occasional short bout of mocking. As the film carries on though, and boy is it a long one, he finds himself sliding down the sofa and resting against Zoro, shoulder to shoulder.
His tail flicks of its own accord and skims up Zoro's forearm and then down again, he only really notices when Zoro reacts by turning his hand the other way up so the tip of his tail runs over Zoro's palm. He freezes, the tip of his tail suspended over Zoro's hand. What should he do, just move it away and pretend like he hasn't noticed? Do it again to give the impression that it was deliberate or… shit, no, he's been waiting too long he can't pull off accidental or deliberate now. Now this is just weird, he's-
The pads of Zoro's fingertips run over the pointed tip of Sanji's tail and along the underside of it. He can feel Zoro's fingerprints and the way his blood pumps just under his skin in lazy comfortable beats.
"Sorry, is this okay?" Zoro asks quietly, looking at Sanji through the corner of his eye. Sanji swallows, though his throat still feels choked up. Zoro is just so damn gentle with him. He has no reason to be, Sanji knows for sure that he can take far rougher and goodness knows that he has before. Not Zoro though. Zoro is a squishy human, hell if it wasn't for the fact that Zoro is full human and hasn't agreed to anything Sanji could rip his soul out and burn his body down to its base elements. Zeff could wither Zoro away from the inside out in an agonising death with a mere look. Despite all of that though Zoro is being gentle with him and it's just because he cares and Sanji just doesn't know what to do with the hot feeling that gives him in his chest.
"How much control do you have with this?" Zoro asks him and Sanji swallows back the answer of 'not enough with you around' and works out what Zoro is actually referring to.
"Because you don't seem to think too much about where it's moving." Zoro adds and runs his finger along the edge of the spade tip of Sanji's tail.
"I… I can control it." Sanji answers unsteadily and to demonstrate he loops his tail into a loose open knot and then out again.
"But if I'm not thinking about it then it just kind of… does whatever." He adds and looks at Zoro warily. The human isn't looking at him though, or not making eye contact at least, instead he's trying to follow the path that Sanji's tail is cutting through the air with his fingers but without touching him. Zoro's expression is undisguised interest, so much so that he's not even paying attention to the film any more.
"Am I so fascinating?" He challenges Zoro and slaps his hand with the flat of his tail.
"Yeah." Zoro answers easily, as if that wasn't a huge thing to admit. Sanji focuses obscenely hard on his glamour to make sure that the redness he can feel burning on his cheeks doesn't show.
"I'm not exactly interesting." Sanji says honestly but also a selfish part of him really wants Zoro to tell him that he is, to say that Zoro thinks of him when he's not there.
"You are to me. You're the first demon I've ever met and I'm pretty sure that even if you weren't the first I'd still think you were interesting. I'd ask you questions all of the time if I didn't think it'd be really rude." Zoro says with a snort of laughter at the end.
"Like the tail thing?" Sanji asks.
"And everything else. But this isn't class and you're my boyfriend, not an exhibit. Besides, you probably know more about humans than I do, so it'd not like I can even trade information with you." Zoro responds and Sanji's heartrate triples at Zoro actually referring to him as his boyfriend. He knows they're dating and he thinks of Zoro as his boyfriend, but to hear it said back is… oh… it's perfect. But this… this could be an opportunity!
"I don't know everything about you though. Maybe we could trade that way." He blurts out, hoping that his plan isn't too obvious.
"That seems reasonable." Zoro replies but from the sly look in his eyes Sanji isn't so sure that he's escaped undetected in his stealth questioning. He realises when Zoro raises an eyebrow at him that it's supposed to be him asking the question. He panics and looks around for a moment before coming to a question.
"How… how come you live alone?" He asks and Zoro turns side on to look at him, folding one leg under the other on the sofa cushions.
"I used to live with my sister, but I couldn't get any work done there. Neither of us wanted that so I went and roomed at a friend's house, almost all of us lived with her then. She's loaded and has this giant house, but eventually spending all of my time with all of them trying to do their own homework and distract each other drove me nuts. So it was move out or commit murder, so I got this place." Zoro answers with a shrug.
Sanji bites his tongue. He wants to say that he hopes that he could meet Zoro's friends. That's an important dating thing isn't it? Meeting the loved ones of your partner. But Zoro would probably have to work them up to it if they're witches like he is. Maybe someday though!
"What do your horns feel like to you?" Zoro asks, his eyes focused on them.
"The same as they would to you. You can touch them if you want to." Sanji answers with a confused frown.
"Really? Okay." Zoro says and leans over. He feels the gentle pressure of Zoro's fingertips against them and looks at the curious expression on Zoro's face.
"It feels smooth, like a warm glass." Zoro says to himself.
"But what I actually meant was what this feels like for you. Is it kind of numb, like someone touching your fingernails instead of your skin? Or don't you feel anything?" Zoro says, his voice soft and low.
"More like teeth. I feel it at the base I guess. They're not exactly fragile, we did originally evolve them for self defence." He tells Zoro and jabs at him with one of his horns, not hard enough to hurt him, just enough to prove his point. Either way unless Sanji got unlucky and got Zoro somewhere delicate he's not likely to injure him with his horns as they're pretty small and redundant on all incubi. He'd deny it to anyone who asked but one time Sanji split a mark's lip open with one by mistake because he jerked his head back close to the guy's face.
Zoro's expression is watchful and careful as his fingers casually meander down his left horn and settle close to the base, feeling around where skin meets horn. Zoro's trying to work out how he's put together but all Sanji can feel is something that's a delicious mix between Zoro stroking through his hair and getting a scalp rub. It's similar to the kind he has to give himself when he gets migraines that totally aren't to do with him not wearing his glasses when he should and it feels far nicer when it's not to remove pain.
"I'm guessing that feels nice, or is the happy dog act deliberate?" Zoro says and Sanji opens his eyes (wait, when did he shut them?) and looks at the self-satisfied little smile on Zoro's face. Zoro's fingertips knead into the skin more and Sanji tries to think. Happy dog act? He hears a thwap-thwap-thwap sound and realises that it's him. His tail is waving around and hitting the back of the sofa like a… happy dog. He forces it to stay still and grits his teeth. Zoro pulls his hand back and Sanji half wants to just shove his head back against Zoro and make him keep going.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to make that weird. It's just people don't usually try and find things that make me feel nice." Sanji mutters, glaring down at the sofa cushions. He probably made Zoro really uncomfortable there and the other man is just trying to be light hearted about it. It's just… Zoro was making him feel good without any expectation of Sanji getting him off, it was about him instead of someone else for a change.
"It's not weird, it's interesting. I don't mind." Zoro says lightly.
Sanji experiences that same pair of emotions that he keeps getting around Zoro. The dread that he's fucked something up by saying or doing the wrong thing and then the slightly suspicious calm when Zoro either tells him he hasn't or simply doesn't notice how Sanji has screwed up. Right now Zoro is just watching him patiently until Sanji's brain reminds him that it's his turn for a question. Crap, what's he supposed to ask? Well, he could follow up his last question.
"Uh, how do you afford this place then? Do you have a job?" Sanji asks him quickly and feels relatively proud that he stumbled on a reasonably smart topic.
"Not as such. My sister helps me out with money sometimes, but usually she doesn't have to. I sell my blood for money." Zoro answers and Sanji feels his eyes bug out.
"You what?!" He balks and Zoro laughs loudly.
"Okay, listen, here's how it works. For most spells that just require blood or need blood to make a circle, any kind will do and our school supply store even sells animal blood just for that. But when you need a specific kind of blood the students usually sell or trade it." Zoro starts to explain. Sanji frowns, that sounds a little dangerous and inviting infections if a bunch of untrained students are doing it but he has to admit that it makes sense if done right.
"Okay, now I'm pure human, or at least enough that it doesn't count. Which is… pretty dull really. I mean baseline human blood like mine is used because it's not interesting. Every other damn species has some kind of magic that they can do from birth but we have to be taught it and even then not everyone can. Our blood doesn't react with anything unexpectedly." He continues.
"Which would be useful if you're trying to work on something new and you don't know for sure that it'll work. Like if you're learning." Sanji finishes for him and Zoro smiles and nods.
"Only, I've got one better. Non-reactive human blood, but virgin blood too. That's a lot harder to come by. It's enough that a pint can more or less pay my rent for a month and a half." Zoro says with a grin.
Sanji grits his teeth and bites back what he wants to say because this is a date damnit, it's supposed to be nice, he's not meant to run his mouth about things like this. Zoro tugs at the end of Sanji's fringe lightly and Sanji looks at him again.
"What's up?" Zoro asks him, a slight frown pinching at his face. Or rather, more frown than the man's usual stern brow shape gives him.
"I shouldn't start talking about that stupid fucking idea." He mutters and sees Zoro's eyes flick to his tail which he knows must be lashing around angrily.
"If you don't want to talk about… whatever then that's fine. Don't feel like you have to hold back for me though." Zoro says and Sanji squints at him. Zoro seems to mean it and his face shows calm curiosity.
"It's just a stupid made up concept and it makes me angry." Sanji mutters, resting his cheek in his hand.
"What is?" Zoro asks obligingly.
"Virginity. I mean, no one can even fucking agree on exactly what is and isn't sex. What's the most sexual you can be with a person before they're not a virgin anymore, huh? If it involves dicks like lots of people think then fuck, I work with a fair few succubi who'll be really surprised to hear that they're virgins. It's stupid. Nothing happens to someone just because they have sex, it doesn't tarnish a soul and not having it doesn't make you pure. It's fucking stupid." He snarls and tries to relax his hands so they're not clenched into fists any more.
"Well, it works. But I figure that's just because people think that it does, magic is weird like that. If enough people think something is real then it is kind of real. Real enough for it to work differently in spells and real enough that I can sell my blood for some made up property that it has." Zoro says slightly and swirls his fingers idly in the air, sketching a small circle and the quick rune for light. A small mote of light bursts in the air and hangs for a moment before Zoro lets it go.
"But I'd still kick the ass of anyone who acted like I was somehow better than you just 'cause I've never had sex with someone." Zoro adds and Sanji's heart flutters a little despite himself.
"It'd probably be a bad idea for you to start fighting demons." Sanji says with a smile, though the idea is touching. Even though Zoro would get killed easily and Sanji hardly needs anyone to stand up for him, it's just kinda sweet to think that Zoro might.
"Wait, demons treat you like shit for… doing what you're supposed to do as an incubus? That doesn't make any sense." Zoro frowns and leans back a little against the arm of the sofa.
"Well they do. They insult us and shun us. I like to think it's because they're scared of us though." He says with a sharp grin and watches Zoro's expression brighten with interest.
"Oh?" Zoro asks and sits up straight again.
The two of them are sat facing each other on the sofa now, the film entirely ignored on the TV. He would turn it off with magic but he's worried about breaking it or damaging the film from the non-magical universe, so he leaves it on.
"Okay, think of it like this." He says, deciding to explain.
He mentally settles on what he wants and then calls for it, he doesn't need the real thing so an illusion spell will do. He holds his hands out and a glass bottle of coke floats in the air.
"Imagine this is a person. The bottle is their body, the cap is their soul and the drink is their life energy. When there's no more life energy in it there's no point in a cap anymore and so it goes away. Make sense?" He explains.
"I guess." Zoro nods. That's not very encouraging but Sanji perseveres on anyway.
"What I do is a job. I have a contract and so some of my powers are boosted and some are restricted. If I take a contract on a human I agree that I'll take their soul from them and pass it on, I don't get to keep it. I just show up, get the human to agree and…" Sanji vigorously shakes the bottle of coke in his hand and then pops the cap off of it, making the coke foam burst out and down his arm.
"Thanks for the visual." Zoro says flatly and Sanji snickers in amusement.
"This part, their soul, that isn't mine. All of their life energy though is, that's my payment and I need that to live." Sanji explains and drinks from the bottle before sending it away, along with the cola stickiness on his arm.
"So why would demons be afraid of you then?" Zoro questions and Sanji beams, he is a good student isn't he?
"Well, I literally cannot do anything to you that you don't want to me do. I have a little leeway but if you forbid me from something then I can't do it, you could ban me from touching you at all and I couldn't do it no matter how hard I tried. The only exception to that is if you agree to a deal with me, you negotiate away your right to refuse. The less human someone is the more leeway I can get. I can attack and kill people if they're far enough from human." Sanji explains and though Zoro is nodding along it's clear that it's because he understands rather than he agrees.
"With a demon I have no restrictions of ANY kind and if there's no contract I get to keep their soul too. Nothing makes you more powerful than eating another person's soul, especially a high powered demon. So yeah, they hate us but I think they're scared of us too." Sanji answers and Zoro looks thoughtful if a little concerned.
Sanji hesitates, he wants to ask Zoro if what he does bothers him. He's not sure he wants to know the answer though, not sure that he can handle it.
"Have you ever eaten anyone else's soul?" Zoro questions him after a moment.
"What? No. I don't like the idea of eating a person like that, it's one thing to take their life force when they're not using it anymore but a soul is another thing entirely. I mean maybe I would but the circumstances would have to be pretty extreme like… fighting for my life or something." He answers with a shake of his head.
Zoro looks troubled and his gaze isn't directed at Sanji but at the table across the room that has his books and papers from school on it. Awkwardness rises in Sanji's chest and bubbles unpleasantly. This was supposed to be pleasant, a nice movie date and he's just freaked Zoro out.
"Shit, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…" He starts to apologise but Zoro shakes his head instead.
"I need to tell you something." Zoro says, speaking over him. He looks really troubled.
"O-okay?" Sanji says worriedly. Is Zoro breaking up with him? He wouldn't blame him if he did.
"Remember I was talking about that demonology teacher who hates me? Well he's the one that assigned me that essay I mentioned before." Zoro says and Sanji is completely puzzled.
"Uh… yeah? Didn't you say that you weren't going to do it?" Sanji asks, feeling more than a little lost.
"Yeah, I'm not doing it." The other man says firmly and then hesitates, seemingly unsure about what to say.
"I've always been pretty good at demonology but after I met you I read up on incubi a little more. I got called on in class and embarrassed the teacher because he couldn't catch me out, you'd think that would be a good thing that I know my stuff but apparently not." Zoro says bitterly and Sanji's face is rapidly covered with a grin.
"Oh yeah, I can imagine that you were real modest about it. Not smug at all." Sanji chuckles and Zoro actually goes a little red on the tips of his ears. Bingo.
"Shut up. The point is he assigned me the essay as punishment." Zoro says.
"And you don't think it might be wise just to do it? If you're good at the subject it won't be that hard, right?" Sanji reasons.
Zoro looks incredibly uneasy and worryingly he's not meeting Sanji's eyes at all. What's going on?
"Zoro?" Sanji asks warily.
"He asked for an essay on how to kill incubi." Zoro says and Sanji's heart stops. He feels his whole body freeze and no matter how much he likes Zoro he knows full well that he can't do jack shit to harm Zoro, no matter what. Sanji's own family died from the rules that keep Zoro safe. What is Zoro trying to say here?
"Like I said, I'm not doing it." Zoro reiterates and Sanji relaxes a little bit but not much.
"I don't know if that's the smart thing to do though. I like you, I really do. But… I know that you kill people and take their souls and I don't know how many people you've done that to. Maybe I'm failing by not trying to stop you but when I look at you I don't see a monster who needs to be trapped and destroyed." Zoro tells him and Sanji can see that Zoro is concerned that he's ruined everything.
Sanji wants to tell him that it's okay, he wants to move their date back to nice safe territories like popcorn and completely awful depictions of elves and magic in another world but his mouth isn't as smart as the rest of him right now.
"What do you see then?" Sanji asks, his voice soft and wary. Zoro's face instantly turns gentle and his smile is warm.
"I see my dumbass demon boyfriend who keeps tripping over himself with nerves, who kept acting like he didn't need glasses because he worried about how he looked, I see the smartass that keeps arguing with me. I'm not going to say that I like you despite you being a demon because it's not a flaw and I don't have some thing for demons either. I just… like you and you're a demon. That's all." Zoro tells him and warily reaches out to touch one of Sanji's horns again. Sanji leans into the touch and looks at Zoro and tries to decide just how he feels about all of this.
"This is probably going to get you in trouble." Sanji says quietly and Zoro halfway shrugs.
"Well, maybe I need to rethink about what I'm studying for." He answers easily.
Sanji knows where he can lead this conversation. It's the obvious avenue about whether there's any way in hell that someone like Zoro can date a demon like him and have things work out well. The clear answer is no, it almost certainly won't end well. If nothing else Zoro is still mortal and he'll die long before Sanji will.
He doesn't want to have that conversation though goddamnit, he's actually happy when he's with Zoro and he doesn't get that enough.
"Weren't we supposed to be seeing if that other universe's Sean Bean dies in all of his films too?" Sanji asks a little weakly and Zoro laughs in surprise.
"I'm pretty sure that man's acting career can't be some constant across the multiverse." Zoro chuckles.
"Five bucks says he bites it heroically." Sanji says and curls up against Zoro's side.
"You're on." Zoro snorts and wraps his arm around Sanji.
"Thanks for telling me all that." Sanji says after a few moments of watching the movie again.
"Thanks for not just leaving I guess." Zoro mumbles into his shirt and Sanji grins, it looks like Zoro overloaded himself on emotional honesty tonight.
"I didn't say stop petting my horns, that was nice." Sanji prompts him and Zoro laughs but does in fact start up with the petting again. Sanji tries to keep his tail under control so he doesn't look like a pleased puppy but it's hard.
"No way Sean Bean is gonna die. I've got a good feeling." Zoro asserts and Sanji laughs, he's pretty sure that Zoro is going to be wrong, but they'll just have to see.