🖤 Emotions♟ | angst 💔 | Zosan 💚💛

1 | Tired

Sanji stood in the kitchen, cutting a vegetable. He felt dizzy, his stomach was empty and his headache stuck needles into his tired brain. His eyes were dark, sagging down like he had been crying for days on end. Sanji's hair was messy, it wasn't as blonde as it used to be. He no longer wore suits that brought out his figure, he would rather wear simple clothing that covered his body as much as possible. Life was getting hard, he had constant nightmares every night, he would wake up and run to the bathroom either coughing up blood or throwing up. And no one ever noticed.

"Shit." Blood trickled down his finger, he put the knife on the chopping board and walked to the bathroom. Sanji had never before cut his own finger while cooking, maybe it was because he was so unfocused. He opened the door and stepped inside, Sanji walked to the sink and turned on the tap. He put his finger under the water and shivered from the salty liquid entering the cut. Sanji watched as his blood spiralled down the plug hole. He raised his head and caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

Damn. I look terrible.

Sanji sweaped some hair to the side of his ear. He noticed a different patch of colour under his blonde locks. He lifted some hair and noticed it. His hair had black roots. Sanji's eyes widened and the air was sucked from his chest.

No, no this can't be happening! 

He knew it was bound to happen some time, but not this early. Sanji lifted the hood on his hoodie up, he was deathly worried that someone would see it. It was only a small amount of hair that had turned black, but it was noticeable from the back. Sanji was slowly becoming a real Vinsmoke. 

Sanji walked back to the kitchen, his heart beating faster than ever. He had barely escaped Germa 66, but now he'll be forever reminded of them. He reached up to a cabinet at the top of the shelf and pulled down a first aid kit, he wasn't going to find Chopper, he would probably suspect something was wrong. He opened the box and pulled out a plaster, he unwrapped it and put it on his finger. He sighed and closed the box before going back to cooking.

..................

"Foods ready!" Sanji shouted, barely being able to speak from being so dehydrated. Luffy came running through the door, smiling that damn happy smile. Zoro and Usopp followed behind him and sat at the table. Both Nami and Robin entered and thanked Sanji for the food before shouting to Brook and Franky.

"Thank you very much cook-san," Robin smiled warmly to Sanji before starting to eat.

"Fawnk ywou Safnji!" Luffy said through a mouthful of food. Sanji forced a smile before walking over to the door.

"Are you not eating Sanji-san?" Nami asked, looking over to him and raising her eyebrow.

"Aha, I already ate. But thanks for asking," Sanji smiled awkwardly. He hadn't eaten, he hadn't eaten for the past two weeks apart from some small snacks to keep him alive. Sanji walked through the door and stumbled to his room. 

Sanji opened the door to his room and collapsed on the floor. He clutched his chest and panted loudly as blood ran out of his mouth. He felt his legs go numb and his eyes sting as tears trickled down his cheeks. 

Sanji's eyelids slowly closed and he passed out on the floor.

To be continued.