When Zoro and Sanji got to the ship it was dark, they both came to the conclusion that the rest of the crew had went to sleep.
"Already? It's only noon" Zoro grunted. For some reason he had stalked the cook into the kitchen which made the blonde both happy and frustrated. They were both in silence after the swordsman's last comment. The only sound that filled the air was from the running water when Sanji was washing the dishes.
The green-haired swordsman looked over at were the cook was standing. His gaze travelled up and down the cook's body but snapped and gave himself a mental slap. Sanji gasped slightly, dropped one plate and looked over were Zoro was now sitting on the floor. Apparently Zoro had slapped himself for real so he fell off the chair. They stared at each other before Sanji put a hand over his mouth and started giggling.
"Oi, what's so funny?" Zoro growled and rubbed his cheek.
"You" Sanji giggled. Zoro stared at Sanji and after a short moment he gave a smile.
What a cute laugh. This time Zoro managed a mental slap, Sanji? Cute? What the hell was he thinking?
"Oi, moss-head"
Zoro snapped and looked at the other.
"Stop daydreaming already" Sanji was smiling so gently that the swordsman almost melted. He had never felt this way towards the cook, it was almost like…
I love you…Zoro wanted to give himself a mental slap again but didn't. This feeling was so good right now that he allowed himself to keep it. He sat up in his chair again and watched the blonde continue with the dishes. An hour or so later Sanji finished the last dishes and turned towards the green-haired swordsman. A smile formed on his lips when he saw that Zoro had fallen asleep and was now drooling over the table.
Sanji sighed with a small tired smile; he walked over to the couch, grabbed a blanket and gently lay it over the swordsman.
Zoro snored in response and turned his head to the other side which made Sanji chuckle slightly.
Silly marimo… He lies down on the couch and slowly felt his eyelids getting heavy. After some minutes he silently fell asleep.
Zoro groaned as he waked up next morning. "So cold…" He mumbled and buried himself into the blanket wrapped around him. He stood up and walked over to one of the windows. He stood there for several minutes before he finally noticed…
"I can't see anything…" He grumbled. The window was covered with something white. He looked over at the couch were the blonde was still sleeping; it looked like he was shaking again. He walked over, pushed the cook further in and lay down beside, wrapping the blanket around both of them. He watched the cook that slowly stopped shaking, he was still cold though. He carefully wrapped his arms around Sanji and hugged him gently to get him warmer.
He heard Sanji make a satisfied sigh which made a smirk on the swordsman's lips. After some time he started hearing voices. His other nakama was now awake and they sounded happy. He froze when the door to the galley opened and a black raven-haired female peeked inside. Zoro and Robin stared at each other for a moment before she made gentle smile.
"Sorry to interrupt. But Captain-san is hungry" She said. Zoro stood up from the couch and looked at her.
"I see…" He answered. "What's happening outside?" He noticed Robin was wearing a winter coat.
"Snowing" She smiled.
"Snow?" The swordsman tilted his head in confusement but turned to the couch when he heard a slight whine. Sanji was awake and sitting up, looking really pissed.
"Hey…" Zoro and Robin stared at the cook who now turned and glared at the swordsman.
"Come back its cold damn marimo…" Zoro blinked and Robin giggled slightly. If you looked closer at the cook you could see that he was more asleep then awake. Zoro made a slight frown at Robins giggling.
"Guess I interrupted something…see you two later" She smiled and left the room.
The swordsman looked back at Sanji who was now laying down again, snoring slightly which made Zoro laugh in his mind.