𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔, zosan

Chapter IV

Zoro's POV

Why would I ask such a stupid question? Of course he wouldn't believe in it.

He thought while devouring the rest of his food. Zoro had convinced himself that Sanji is the best cook in the world. Sanji would make an excellent wife.

He got up and started towards the latter. Just than he started to cough again, he coughed up a white flower bud that had a little of his blood engraved on to it shit.

Nothing I can really do right? He sighed and made his way down the latter and to the kitchen to give the cook his plate.

"Wow night already" he made his way down to the kitchen. The only one in there was Sanji still washing up from earlier.

"Hey cook you need any help with the dishes?" Sanji looked back at him with a grin on his face.

"No I think I can handle it." He replied and returned to scrubbing the dishes.

"Say where is everyone?" Zoro started walking towards Sanji to give him the plate.

"I'm pretty sure they all went to go see one of Ussops new inventions."

I held out my hand to give him the plate, and he took the plate, but it slipped out of his hands and plummeted towards the floor.

I went to ketch the plate before it hit the floor, I moved forward a step and before I knew it I was on the floor with a plate in my hand.

Third person POV
(would be easer to write in the third person)

"Cook.?" He groaned, Zoro didn't know that the cook was also going to attempt to ketch the plate.

Zoro looked up to see Sanji laying on his chest. His heart fluttered out of his body, seeing the love cook on him made his heart pound like crazy.

Sanji was startled by the situation and attempted to stand up and restore his composure "sorry." He mumbled before accident stepping on Zoro's foot.

He fell once again, his arms on both side of Zoro.
He was pinned down.

Zoro's eyes widened as a blush creeped across Sanji's face, his face was now burning up.

"S-sorry again." He mumbled not liking to apologize to the moss head.

Zoro was also flushed he wanted to see how far he could take this situation.

Sanji went to stand up but he felt something grab his arm and pull him back down.

"What are you doing, stupid mos-!? He was cut off by Zoro flipping him onto his back. Now Zoro was the one on top of him. Sanji's hands where pinned above his head by one of Zoro's hands.

"What the hell do you think your doing get off-!"
He started struggling to try to slip away from Zoro's grasp but failed.

His hands where not as strong as his legs. So he couldn't break free. "What are you doi-!?" He was shushed by his lips meeting a familiar pair of lips.

Zoro pulled away and Sanji stop struggling to try get away. Zoro was mesmerized by the beautiful sight beneath him.

Sanji didn't know what to say or what to do, not like he could do much with his hands pined above him.

Zoro finally returned to reality after a few seconds

"There now where even." He proceeded to get off of Sanji leaving him laying on the floor fixated by the situation.

He got off of Sanji just in time for the rest of the crew to walk though the door.

"And it was like boom!" Luffy started making sound effects of an explosion.

"It wasn't supposed to do that though." Ussop sighed sadly.

They all stoped when they saw Zoro standing in the middle of the kitchen.

"Zoro what are you doing in here, and where's Sanji?" Nami looked around for the cook, Zoro looked down at his feet to see if Sanji would respond.

He was flushed to the tips of his ears, Zoro started gently kicking him as a signal to 'get up and say something.'

He wasn't responding so he started kicking harder but he still didn't budge. At this point he assumed that he had passed our or was in deep thought.

"Uh he's not here, I think he went to the bathroom or somethin." Zoro shrugged.

"Alright than, I'm going to go lay down for the night, good night guys." Everyone responded with good night.

"We all better be off to bed soon it's getting pretty late." Ussop commented.

Time skip
Zoro's POV

About five minutes later everyone had left to go to bed, and I was stuck with doing the dishes sense the love cook wasn't getting up.

I looked down at him, he appeared to be sleeping.
Did I really startle him that much? Or maybe he was just tired from cooking?

I went back to washing the dishes, all that I could think about was the sweetness and softness of the cooks lips, they tasted like honey and felt like marshmallows..

He glanced over at Sanji again he was still sleeping peacefully on the floor, that's when I started coughing again I spat up blood almost instantly,

I tried covering my moth with my hand to stop the blood and petals from falling on the floor.

It was more painful than last time, more blood and rose petals too.

How do I make it stop? he was afraid he was going to wake Sanji with all of his coughing. The blood started seeping though his fingers and landing on the floor.

He leaned over the sink and started coughing up all the petals and blood in hopes that they would go down the drain.

After five minutes of coughing and throwing up leaves, stems, petals and blood he still couldn't stop the coughing, he hurried to the fridge and grabbed a thing of sake and started chugging that.

He started breathing heavy but finally after a long while his coughing stopped. Looking around the kitchen at all the blood and flower parts all over everything

Look at what a mess I've made, hope the love cook doesn't wake up he will kill me for messing up his kitchen..

He stood there and stared at Sanji blood started trickling down his chin and dropping on the the floor.

"Look at what your doing to me, that kiss was pay back for killing me you shitty cook.."