Zoro was not obsessed, okay? He had a perfectly good reason to visit the ice rink every weekend. A real, legitimate reason.
Chopper, a close friend who had been born and raised in a snowy country, had deemed it absolutely essential that he finally learned how to ice skate. And when he stared at anyone with his large innocent eyes, how could anyone refuse? Nami had taken it upon herself to hire a suitable teacher for the younger boy, claiming that she knew someone who would gladly teach for free.
So every weekend, Chopper met with the teacher at the town's ice rink with Zoro in tow because Zoro lived nearby and someone had to make sure the kid was safe. See? Zoro had every reason to keep coming back to the ice rink with Chopper. The blonde teacher that Nami hired most certainty had nothing to do with it. Nope. No way. Not in the slight-
"Wow, Sanji, that's amazing!"
Chopper's voice brought Zoro's attention to the ice rink where his jaw dropped to the floor.
There was the blond teacher, Sanji, circling in place on the ice on one bent leg, his other leg stretched out in front of him. Sanji's body was practically bent in half as he bent forward to touch the tip of his out stretched foot. When his spinning slowed Sanji brought his leg back down and gracefully came to stop, his body facing where Zoro sat on a nearby bench. And then, to Zoro's surprise, the other man winked at him. The bastard winked at him!
So, yes, Zoro was definitely only here to support Chopper. Obviously.
"That's incredible, Sanji!" Chopper praised. "Can you teach me how to do that?"
Sanji turned away from Zoro to smile at the younger boy.
"Maybe next time," he said, patting the boy on the head. "For now, lets make sure you can make it across the rink without falling."
Ushering Chopper away with a gentle push, Sanji turned his head back to where Zoro sat. The green-haired man stared intensely at the blond with an expression that looked like it couldn't decide between annoyed and aroused.
Sanji sent him another wink and couldn't stop the laugh that came when the other man's face flushed bright red.
"Zoro?"
"Hmmm?"
"Do you like Sanji?"
Zoro choked on the hot chocolate that he had swallowed, the hot liquid burning his throat painfully. Chopper yelped in panic, whipping his head around frantically for someone that could help in case Zoro dropped dead right there.
"Where...did you...get that, Chopper?" Zoro managed to get through his coughs. Chopper watched him with worried eyes until the coughing subsided.
"Nami said something about it that one time she volunteered to take me to practice but you came along anyway."
Zoro mentally cursed the witch and her big, loud mouth.
"So, do you?" Chopper asked again. He watched Zoro with anticipation.
Zoro sighed. "Just drink your hot chocolate, kid." He hoped that would be the end of the conversation.
A comfortable silence came between the two as Chopper finished the rest of his drink. As the two made their way back home, Chopper spoke again.
"I think you should buy him some hot chocolate too,"
"Why's that?" Zoro asked, humoring the younger boy.
"Because since it started to snow, its been getting really cold. I'm freezing after every practice, I imagine he is too."
Zoro didn't answer and let the silence settle between them once more.
"Alright Chopper, good job today! I'll see you next week, yeah?" Sanji watched as Chopper wobbily made his way over to Zoro who held the customary two cups of hot chocolate in his hands. Sanji smiled at the brotherly affection and made his way to the nearby bench to remove his skates.
When Sanji finished replacing his skates with his much more comfortable sneakers a shadow loomed over his hunched over form. Looking up, Sanji smiled at the man who toward over him, a hand outstretched toward him with an offering of a paper cup that had something steaming inside.
Zoro watched the blond man with an anxious expression, his eyes daring between the cup in his hand and the bright blue eye in front of him. Damn Chopper for putting this stupid idea into his head.
"Would you...," Zoro cleared his throat and tried again. "You looked cold so I got you a cup too."
The blond bastard just kept smiling at him. "Where's Chopper?" he asked.
Zoro motioned his head in a vague direction. "Robin came to pick him up today," he explained.
Something in Sanji's eyes changed and his smile turned into a smirk. Zoro couldn't stop his heart from racing at the devious expression.
Sanji's hand shot out and grabbed the wrist that held the cup of hot chocolate, his thumb stroking small circles at the skin.
"You don't need to drink that stuff," the ice skater rose from the bench and although Zoro was taller than him by a bit, he couldn't help the automatic step back that he took. "I can make hot chocolate so much better than that stuff."
Before Zoro could do or say anything, Sanji's lips were at his ear, hot breath hitting cold skin causing the taller man to shiver.
"It'll make you so hot and have you moaning in pleasure," the blond man practically purred the words into Zoro's ear, smirking as he heard the other man take in a deep breath.
"Are we still talking about the hot chocolate?" Zoro breathed out.
Sanji barked out a laugh and pulled away from the green-haired man. The blond ice skater tugged at Zoro's wrist , urging the man to follow him.
"Would you like to find out?"
Zoro didn't say anything and allowed the blond to lead him to wherever it was they were headed to. At the nearest trash can he threw away the still full cup of hot chocolate.