Zosan OneShots collection

Cosplayers (AU)

— You're the one who smells bad here, you stupid moss head! - Sanji shouted.

— And you passed through a place full of rotten and disgusting things!

— How long has it been since you took a shower?

Zoro stopped to count the days on his fingers.

— Well, tomorrow will be 4 days! But I'm going to take a shower today! - He defended himself.

— Yeah, you idiot. I shower every day!

— Doesn't change the fact that you smell horrible now.

The other friends didn't even care what they said anymore. They rolled their eyes and ignored everything.

The crew separated into: Robin, Franky and Chopper. Nami and Usopp. Luffy and Law, and Sanji and Zoro. Even though at all times Sanji finds himself alone because Zoro had chosen the wrong path.

Zoro was perplexed by what he was seeing. He needed to find Sanji to show him such barbarity!

He returned to the same place several times while looking for the blond and finally managed to get out of that maze. Seeing a seemingly very fancy supermarket, his mind couldn't help but wonder how that place fit in with Vinsmoke. In addition to being close to where the ship was anchored!

Bingo!

He saw Sanji's back choosing vegetables. His body was beautiful, he thought. He slapped himself on the cheek when he realized that he had mentally praised Sanji's ass.

And what an ass!

— Hey, curly eyebrow! - He shouted.

Sanji gently turned around. The class that man had was incredible.

— Shh... - Sanji placed his index finger on his lips — Keep your voice down, dammit. We are in an expensive place.

How could that man swear and still look sophisticated?

— I speak however I want. - But Zoro's tone was calm now, just ironic.

Anyway, he knew that anything related to cooking and food was sacred, he respected that like no one else. In fact, it was one of the hidden admirations he had regarding the blond.

He knew how valuable meals were, especially when it was rare that he had, or even had to eat, onigiri that fell in the sand. Everything to not die of hunger.

- What do you want? - Sanji asked, heading towards the cashier.

- I want you to see something. I probably don't know how to get back there quickly, but I wrote down the name, you can take us.

Sanji had just paid for his things and was walking towards the ship to put his things away.

— And why would I do that for you? What is so important? - Sanji stopped and placed his hand on his chin, analyzing the older man.

— This is about you. I think you'd like to see it. Or rather, it's about us!

Sanji frowned trying to understand the information he had just received.

Zoro had the same reaction, only a little worse, because he saw it with his own eyes.

— How... How can it be something about us if we never came here?

— I asked myself the same question.

The youngest's curiosity had awakened. Sanji wasn't in the mood to do favors for Zoro at all, and would stay around the ship and prepare something for his beautiful ladies when they arrived. Zoro could be anything but a liar. He wouldn't lie just to make Sanji take him wherever he wanted. Maybe he could be seeing things, he would take the opportunity to buy glasses for the moss head. Either way, he wanted to see it for himself. That information was very strange.