Chap. 2- Hangover Confusion
Before Zolo too dozed off, he dressed himself and Sanji, making them both look like nothing had happened... just what he wanted.
Zolo laid next to Sanji, looking at his passed out form, a smile on his lips.
I guess my dream came true... Sanji loves me...
Zolo leaned down to give Sanji a soft and gentle kiss on the lips, before he scooted away from him, laying down.
As soon as his hands went behind his head, Zolo fell asleep.
The morning sun awoke Sanji from his drunken slumber, getting him to slowly sit up with a hand on his forehead.
"Unh... My head is Killin' me!" Sanji hissed in a whisper, noticing several empty Sake bottles around him... and Zolo.
"What the...? What the hell happened last night!" Sanji growled, seeing Zolo laying there sleeping, only inches from himself.
"SANJI! SANJI! I'm HUNGRY!" came the shrill voice of their Captain; Luffy.
"Shuddup Luffy! My head's killin' me heia!" Sanji shouted angrily, immediately regretting it when his head began to pound painfully, and his vision blurring for a moment.
God... I don't remember anything except for handing Zolo a bottle of Sake when he came on the roof... What a hangover...
"Sanji! SANJI!" came Nami's voice, instantly getting his attention.
"Yes, my Nami-swan?
" Sanji cooed, bending over the edge to see the orange haired woman. "I'm hungry..." she pouted, giving him a puppy pout.
Sanji instantly jumped down from the roof and ran into the kitchen, rushing to start on breakfast... ignoring his aching head.
"Sanji, why do you smell so sweaty and... musky?" Ussop questioned when Sanji handed him his plate.
"What are ya talking abo-" he paused in mid-sentence when he took a whiff of himself.
What the hell... Why am I all sweaty, sticky and musky? The musky smell almost smells like... Nah! I'm imagining tings!
"You guys have yoi food, I'm going to take a showa. Thanks foi the heads up Ussop.
" Sanji thanked, before rushing out of the kitchen area and to the private bathroom. -
Zolo woke up to the sound of someone rushing into the men's quarters and rushing out.
Since he was awake, Zolo thought he might as well go take another shower, considering he was... dirty.
He undressed in the men's room and placed a dry towel over his hips, just covering his organ.
He casually walked out of the men's room and headed for the bathroom, earning a side glance from Nami when he walked past the kitchen.
He could have sworn he saw a blush creep on her cheeks and a faint smile on her lips.
When he entered the bathroom, he was welcomed by the warm, moist air of steam coming out from underneath the bathroom door.
Damn... Someone beat me to it... I guess I'll have to wait...
Zolo sighed and decided to take a seat in the only wooden chair in the room, his legs spread in the normal man fashion of sitting, he morning erection pulling up on the towel.
Dammit... who ever is in there... better hurry up...!
Zolo hissed, fidgeting in his spot uncomfortably.
Zolo was surprised when he saw the soaking wet Sanji, whose towel slanted over his waist, leave the bathroom.
"Sheesh Zolo... put that ting away." Sanji hissed, turning away from Zolo.
"Shut it love-cook, it's just a morning erection; It's just a penis... You got one too, it's not like you haven't seen one before." Zolo rolled his eyes, walking to the bathroom, lingering his eyesight on Sanji for a few mere seconds.
I guess he doesn't remember anything from last night...
Zolo thought sadly, slipping into the shower after using the bathroom.
After Zolo's shower, he again walked casually onto the deck in his towel back to the men's quarters to change into clean clothes.
What happened last night? There was me... then Zolo appeared on top of the roof... There was drinking...
Sanji questioned in thought, trying to figure out what happened last night, when and image popped into his mind.
Zolo swallowed back the lust in his body, propping himself up a bit and cupped my cheek so he could look him in the eye "I...love you..." he huffed out.
I sat and lightly kissed Zolo's lips.
"I didn't... I didn't do what I tink I did... Did I?" Sanji questioned himself out loud, pacing the room.
Sanji stopped in his tracks when he heard the doorknob turn and click, before Zolo, in his towel, walked into the room.
"Oi, love-cook, get out of here so I can get dressed! I don't need a perverted womanizer staring at me while I dress!" Zolo hissed, slightly bending over when he got to his drawer to pull out a clean set of clothes; giving Sanji a clear view of Zolo's tanned, well toned, round ass.
Sanji felt his cheeks begin to heat up and quickly shook his head to rid of the blush, before leaving the room quickly.
What... the hell is happening to me?