The Sweet Brother. {Rosinante x Reader}

The Gym.

"Ugh, I'd rather be eating pizza right now!" Your roommate complains as she sprints on a treadmill, you sluggishly trying to keep up with her pace on the machine beside her.

I forgot how much I hated gym...

Since Buggy had decided not to pay her, as expected, you had to pay for her personal trainer for today. So, to make it seem fair, her trainer decided to give you a free session at the same time in addition.

The downside to this is that you're not as fit as Bonney so trying to keep up with her is proving to be a nightmare. 

"Two more minutes then you can take a short break." The green-haired male stood before you murmurs with a stopwatch in his hand, sweat practically dripping down your neck and face while Bonney seems barely phased. 

How?!

"Have you asked Shanks about the job yet?" She inquires, you really wish she wouldn't make you talk whilst exercising, this is hard enough when you're out of shape - let alone speaking in the process. 

"No," You breathlessly huff, taking a deep breath before tiredly adding; "But he should be back by tonight so I'll ask him then." 

The redhead was nice enough to give you half the day off since you've been covering for his absence, he even sent his friend in to take over your shift until the evening, but naturally every kind deed has a price - you'll be working until the early hours of the morning since it's the weekend so you'd wager this afternoon break was given just so Shanks doesn't breach the legal limit of hours he can make you work. 

Honestly, you wish you could just say no to the man but he's far too charismatic. 

"Are you searching for other jobs in the meantime?" You question whilst positioning your feet on the sides of the treadmill to take a much-needed break, wiping a layer of sweat from your forehead using your arm. 

"Ugh, the only jobs I can find are the ones that pay too little!" The girl grumbles, seemingly running faster as her frown deepens. "I won't be able to eat on that money, let alone pay the bills!!"

Does rage give her more energy or something?!

"Hm...is Killer still looking for a second mechanic?" Your question is only met with a scoff.

"Do I look like a mechanic? I don't know anything about cars!"

Okay, fair, I don't think even Killer would hire somebody who isn't qualified. 

"Well..." You ponder some more, stepping back onto the treadmill and resuming your run, finally able to speak between breaths. "What about carer work? That's supposed to pay well!"

"Oh yeah, because I'm just dying to help Mr. Newgate wipe his ass!" 

There's just no pleasing some people. 

"Big News Morgan was recruiting--"

"Paperboys, he also pays pittance money." 

...Jeez...

"50 seconds." The personal trainer murmurs, taking a brief glance at you both before his eyes flicker back down to the stopwatch. 

"Oi, greenette." You finally mumble, earning a curious hum from the man as he glances back up to you. "Do you know of any job openings around here?"

"My name is Zoro." He sternly mumbles, not necessarily glaring at you but not seeming to appreciate your little nickname for him either. "And if you're talking about gym jobs...only a few, it's mostly trainer work though." 

"Hell yeah, I could be a personal trainer!" Bonney blurts from beside you, drawing the man's gaze toward her instead as a muffled chuckle rumbles in his throat. 

"Weren't you just complaining that you'd rather be eating pizza right now?" He sarcastically questions, his eyes shifting down to the stopwatch once again before holding his hand up. "Alright, take a 30 second breather then get on the exercise bikes." 

Only 30 seconds? This man wants me to suffer!

"You really don't have anything for her?" You ask whilst climbing off the treadmill, the greenette being kind enough to take your hand and help you step down before taking Bonney's and assisting her the same way. 

"Hmph...well, the Baratie needs a new cook, the hospital needs more janitors and Buggy's circus needs a new balloonist." 

"Janitor?" The pinkette spits, the disgust as clear as day on her face as she attempts to wipe away the sweat from her forehead with a towel. "I don't wanna be cleaning up blood and mucus all day!"

"Jeez, you're fussy." The greenette simply states, picking up two fresh bottles of water and handing them to you both. 

You're telling me.

"She was already fired by Buggy too," You inform the athletic man, pressing the refreshingly cold bottle to your head before finally deciding to open it. "She was the previous balloonist."

"UNFAIRLY fired, might I add!" The girl's addition only causes Zoro to chuckle however, the man carelessly shrugging his shoulders before gesturing you over to the exercise bikes, it would seem that your 30 seconds are up. 

"Well, I have a friend named Robin, she's a florist and was hiring last month. I could see if she still needs somebody, if you want." Naturally Zoro's question is answered not with words but with a deep pout decorating Bonney's features. "10 minutes of cycling."

You sluggishly drag yourself onto the machine, lowkey regretting every choice you had made today as you start to pedal, the greenette lightly pressing a hand to your back and urging you to straighten up before doing the same to your friend. 

"I kinda suck with flowers, I can look after cacti though!"

Seriously?

"I don't think she needs anybody to look after cacti..." The man at least trying to help as his eyes peer down at the watch once again. "Have you considered trying to get a job that's fitted to you? You like pizza, right? Why not be a delivery driver?"

Maybe because she'll eat the food before it even gets to the customers house?

"I don't have a car! Mine blew up, remember?!"

Oh yeah, that too. 

"Maybe you could ask Alvida for a job at the salon then? You're good with make-up." Clearly he is running out of ideas but at least he's still trying to remain positive, once again pressing his hand supportively to your back as your body begins to slump. "You can do this, straighten up! 8 more minutes!"

Why on earth is he speaking as if 8 minutes isn't a long time?!

"You're kidding, right? You think a beauty therapist will employ somebody who used to work at Buggy's circus?" As much as you'd hate to agree, Bonney does have a point. 

Alvida is a beauty, yes, but she is also very judgemental when it comes to other women and a former circus worker will have no chance of getting a job at her establishment - though she might laugh in their face. 

"Then I can't help ya." The greenette finally admits, his eyes flickering back down to his stopwatch. "7 minutes." 

God, when will it end?!

This as well as tonight's shift is going to kill me!