The One : Roronoa Zoro X Reader

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Chopper barked in the hallway just outside your room while Luffy tossed a rope toy down the stairs. You chuckled softly as Zoro jolted against your chest from the sharp sound.

"Your house is too noisy." he muttered, eyes still closed.
"Now you know why I prefer your place." you ran your fingers through his hair making him hum.
"Next sleep over is at mine then." he coiled his arms around you and settled again, you assumed trying to go back to sleep.

You listened to the sounds of your brothers downstairs getting ready for school and work as you started to drift off again. The crash of shattering ceramic down the hall jump started your heart.

"God damnit Luffy," Marco shouted, "pick up your fucking shoes - yoi!"
"Sorry!" Luffy called stomping up the steps.
"You aren't a kid anymore," your door swung open as Marco appeared with a massive coffee stain on his striped dress shirt.

He paused stepping back to close the door after seeing you in bed.

Thankfully you were dressed and covered.

"Did you need something?" you asked as quietly as you could.
"Uh, sorry. Do you know where the broom is -yoi?"
"Downstairs, but there's a swiffer in the hall closet. Leave your shirt in the laundry room I'll soak it for you." Zoro shifted to lay next to you and pulled a pillow over his head.
"Thanks," Marco muttered through the door before he went back to scolding your baby brother.
"Sorry Tiger," you lifted the pillow and kissed his cheek, "I'm gonna go get the house under control and make some food, sleep as long as you want."

He hummed in response and pulled the blanket over the pillow covering his head as you got up and slipped into some leggings and a sports bra. After putting on a fresh loose fitting t-shirt and pulling your hair up into a messy bun you exited the room.

Luffy was humming an offkey tune and pushing shards of Marco's favorite coffee mug into the small trashcan from the bathroom.

"Can you take that out to the garage on your way out please?"
"Yes." he glanced up at you with a small pout.
"Thank you ~" you booped his nose and headed downstairs into the kitchen.

Marco entered the kitchen from the adjoining laundry room buttoning a clean shirt over his white tank top, "Sorry for barging in. I didn't know Zoro was here."
"No worries, just knock first. I'd hate for you to scar yourself." you chuckled reaching for your coffee cup.
Marco gagged and rolled his eyes, "It was bad enough walking in on you getting dressed growing up."
"Hey, it isn't my fault I live in a house full of mannerless cretins."
"Yeah, yeah." he waved his hand dismissively before grabbing his tie from the back of the kitchen chair and putting it on.
"Did you leave the shirt in the basin for me?" you asked putting a kcup into the single serve coffee maker.
"I did, thanks for taking care of it for me - yoi." he straightened himself out and grabbed his navy blazer off the same chair, "I'm so late."
"Eh, you own the place. I'm sure Izo will cut you some slack." you moved around the kitchen fixing your coffee to your liking.
"Oh by the way, there's a box in the living room you need to look at. It's the last of the things from Pops' office. Looked like some photo albums and books -yoi."
"Cool, I'll go through it. Maybe there will be some fun stuff to frame."
"Alright, I'm outta here."
"Have a good day." you called after him.

As you were making breakfast Thatch and Luffy left for the college campus. Luffy had finals and Thatch was helping the small culinary department with practicals.

Eventually Zoro became restless alone in your bed and decided to get up. He came down to find you portioning rice into a small bowl while an omelette sat in a skillet near you. Quietly he approached and kissed your nape making you gasp. He chuckled as you leaned into him and looked up with doe eyes.