Am I perfect?

Chopper?

Zoro was woken up by loud cries and the stomping of feet. Zoro's mind rushed back to reality at the sight of frantic blue eyes and disheveled blonde hair. His eyes tried to note his surroundings again. wasting so much of his time in a shitty dark apartment hadn't shaken his personality in the slightest, Zoro was still a stubborn wary guy. 

The sight of a bawling, skinny doctor made him want to cry himself. Memories he'd thought he was never going to relive again flooded his brain. The sobbing voice of the doctor gave him something warm in his heart

"ZOROOOO!" 

"Chops?"

Zoro's voice was small and every word that came out made it seem as if he was on the verge of tears, and to be honest, he was. Chopper had wanted to jump on him and give him the biggest hug of his life, but he had to be careful because, according to Sanji, Zoro's body is dying inside and out. 

"Zoro... c-can I hug you?" whimpered chopper. Zoro stared at him for a moment, a sad unreadable look in his eyes, "sorry Chops, I can't- we can't hug right now, I'd have to take a shower first," That confused both Sanji and Chopper. Sanji had hugged him before, and to be frank, zoro smelled heavily of sex. Right,  Zoro must think his body is disgusting. He must think that something so innocent like chopper can't touch something so broken like Zoro, at least not like this. Sanji sighed as he put a hand on Chopper's shoulder, "hey Chopper why don't you prepare some of the things you're gonna use while I help him shower," Chopper with tears still in his eyes nodded determinedly at Sanji as he ran to the living room. 

Sanji sighed again as he went next to Zoro, who was trying his best to compose himself and not cry. 

"Hey,"

"hi,"

"You wanna get up now?"

"But wouldn't it be weird if I showered in you and your wife's bathroom?"

"Wife?"

"You aren't married?" Asked Zoro with a wide eye, he had really thought the man would get married to one of his many girlfriends as soon as he rents an apartment away from Zeff's little house above the baratie. 

"Uh, no? Anyways, come on, lets go help you get into a nice warm bath to soothe those long lost muscles of yours,"

"O-okay,"

Sanji went close to Zoro's body and held an arm around Zoro's torso and another around his thighs. He abruptly picked him up making him gasp loudly. Sanji walked to the bathroom and sat him down on the counter. He gestured for zoro to raise his arms up as he started pulling his shirt up. Once he was fully naked, Sanji almost cried from the scars upon his now pale skin, hickeys bite marks, slap marks, bruised hips, his purple wrists, thighs and ankles, everything looked so painful. Sanji rubbed his face a couple times before turning on the tap, he put his fingers under the running water to check the temperature. Once he deemed it was warm and full enough he picked up Zoro again and placed him in the tub. As soon as Zoro entered, a blissful sigh was released, he kicked the water a couple times, and closed his eyes, but the silence was soon interrupted,  with a question.

"What happened with Marshall?"





A/N: I'm really sorry I haven't written anything in ages but I practically ran out of ideas, but a recent comment asking me not to abandon the story motivated me, so here I am writing again. This one was pretty rushed and there's probably a lot of mistakes but I hope you enjoy it.