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There was a warmth on his face from the sun through the window the next morning.
Your scent still lingered in the air as he rolled over to pull you closer.
However, Zoro's eyes flew open when he found his arms empty, the bed cold.
No.
'No, no, no!'
It had all been a dream again.
His stomach churned, sitting up in a panic. The bleak light of the day showed the fire extinguished and the room empty.
Zoro's heart and stomach flipped a few times before they both surged in his throat, canceling out any ability he would have to breathe.
"(y....y/n)?"
He called out to no one, throat dry and voice cracking.
Obviously, there was no answer.
Opening his mouth to call out to you again caused no sound to leave him, feeling a heat rising to the corner of his good eye.
Shaking, the swordsman looked to his hands, as if doing so would bring you to him to prove he was having a nightmare and you were right there.
This could not be happening. It had to have been real this time.
Zoro stumbled out of bed, looking for any hint of you in the room.
Your clothes were missing, the rug did not have the mess you had both left upon it last night, and the room looked rather pristine.
Were he not stark naked, he would have run out the door and into the nearest town to look for you.
However, when the door suddenly opened to you standing there wearing his haori, he froze in place, heart racing through every extremity in his body.
You looked at him just as shocked, more so confused even seeing him awake at all.
"Zoro, what the-" He threw his arms around you, hugging you close to his bare form with such force he nearly knocked you both over into the snow outside.
It was your turn to be rendered motionless, your mind racing as the only question you could get out was-
"Where are your clothes?!"
He didn't hear you, only tightening his grip on you as he took in your scent, refusing to let go, lest you disappear into a waking reality again.
His eye clenched tight, fighting back the wave of emotion threatening to spill.
Your hands finally rested on his back, your eyes flicking around to make sure nobody was coming, trying your best you get your lover to let go.
Or at least move back into the house so you could close the door.
