Taking Care of You: A Zosan Fanfiction

The Little Things

When someone on board the Straw Hat Crew was sick, they usually went to Chopper for that stuff, maybe even Nami or Robin... but if you valued your life you wouldn't see Zoro about it. Sanji was in pain, the kind that makes you question your whole life. Sanji held his stomach tightly, as Zoro brushed the blonde's face with a wet towel. Sanji swore to himself that if he lived long enough to, he would make that moss head rice balls.

That kept on going for a while, the wet towel making the pain bearable... or maybe it was just the fact that Zoro was taking care of him. The problem was that Sanji still felt horrible. He was shaking, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, and the pain in his stomach was really something that could put him out for a couple of days.

Zoro grabbed Sanji's hand carefully and looked at the poor cook. "I'll be right back, don't die on me curly brows." Sanji forced a sickly smile. Zoro walked out of the room, nobody was there. Everyone was gone, it had been almost 2 hours, still dark. Zoro brushed the feeling away. All of them were strong, and right now Sanji needed him. The kettle had brewed perfectly, while the swordsman picked out a tea that he always saw Sanji make for Nami and Robin. To be honest, he was a little jealous.

He brought the tea to Sanji, two cups, one for each. "I brought tea, you should try to drink some." Zoro said, walking into the room. "Ahh- o- okay. Thanks," The cook replied. Zoro hated seeing Sanji in pain, but he didn't know how to help him very well. As he sat down on the chair, he let out a sigh. He placed the tea cups on the nightstand and spoke to Sanji, "Look, Imma need to sit you up to give you the tea. I don't want you to choke." Zoro explained, not wanting to hurt the blonde in any way. Sanji gave him a nod and let Zoro prop him up against the pillows. Sanji slightly blushed at the fact Zoro was so strong, he felt really weak compared to him sometimes. Sanji grunted at the sudden change in placement and clutched his stomach even more tightly.

Zoro quickly picked up the tea and spoon fed Sanji some, being really careful to not burn the cook so he blew on it every spoonful he gave Sanji. Believe it or not, Sanji felt better. The shaking had stopped, and his sweat was reduced. Sanji stared at Zoro, he was so amazing. Just 'wow'.

"Swordsman," Sanji started to say. "Yes?" Zoro replied, blowing on the tea. "Why do you seem to care about me?"