Zoro was lying on his bed with his arms crossed behind his head. Night had fallen, allowing a glimpse of the stars through the window. After the incident on the beach, Zoro went back with the boys to the house. Sanji didn't wait for them. He felt guilty for not watching them, for not being capable of saving them by himself. What if Sanji never appeared? What if the boys couldn't be saved? Zoro shivered at the thoughts. They were alright, and he needed to be thankful for that.
He wanted to thank Sanji, but he left the second after he saved the boys and didn't appear during dinner time or in the evening. Maybe he was tired after his long day of work? Maybe he was feeling sick? Maybe he should check on him? With this idea in his mind, Zoro left his room. But he didn't know where to find Sanji, he only went to his office, and it was very not likely that he would be found there. He knew who could help him and answered his questions: Nami.
So, he went to the house looking for the ginger-haired girl. It didn't take long for Zoro to find her, maybe thirty minutes, which would have been a lot of time for other people but not Zoro. She was in the living room, sitting on the couch reading some newspaper, with a cup of tea next to her.
"Hey Nami!" Zoro called her. Nami looked up, surprised to see the man at this hour of the night.
"Hey Zoro! Need something?" She asked.
"Well... Yes..." Zoro replied a little shy. "Do you know where Sanji is?" Nami grinned at the question. She wasn't stupid, she saw how the green man's mood changed since they went shopping together. She secretly was hoping that the two continued this way. She also saw Sanji's mood improvement and wanted the best for his best friend and, for the moment, the best had a name: Zoro. She really hoped Sanji didn't screw it up.
"I think he is in his room." She answered but sighed seeing Zoro's lost expression. "Let me escort you. My room is nearby." Zoro smiled, happy not to have to do multiple tours before finding the room.
The house was big, so they took some time to go to Sanji's room. After walking and climbing three floors, Nami stopped in front of a big white door.
"There it is. My room is on the other hand of the corridor." Nami explained with a grin. "See you tomorrow, and don't be too loud, Zoro. I want to sleep peacefully." She teased him, which made the green-haired man blush.
Zoro waited for Nami to disappear to knock. But he was petrified. What would he say to Sanji? Why was he coming to see him when he hadn't called him? Well, he could only say the truth. He was worried Sanji wasn't alright. No, he can't say that. Sanji will take him for a fool. What about to thank him for saving Luffy and Usopp? That's a lot better. He was going to knock when he was stopped by his telephone vibration. He had received a message. He looked at it to see surprise that it was from Sanji.
"Come to my room, now." The message only said.
Well, he had found his excuse. The green-haired man knocked on the door, and he heard some steps coming closer to the door. Before, the blond man opened the door.
"I didn't expect you this quick." Sanji said, surprised to see the man behind the door.
"Well ... I ..." Zoro started to apologize and thanked him for his behaviour in the afternoon but was stopped before finishing his sentence.
"Don't care, come in." Sanji replied with a dark voice. Zoro frowned. What was with the blond? Did he have a bad day? Zoro followed the blond into his room. He stared at the back of the blond.
"Sanji!" He called him, and the blond turned around. "I wanted to thank you for this afternoon. You saved Luffy and Usopp." Zoro let it all out. But Sanji only shrugged.
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