"Maybe I could fall in love with you." ~ Zosan

4 | Just go.

That evening, Zoro knocked on the kitchen door and walked in, still trying to clear his head after the entire ordeal with Robin. At least it wasn't Nami or Usopp who saw. Otherwise, they'd have a field day with it.. He plopped down at the kitchen table and looked up at Sanji, who was facing away from him doing the dishes

"So.. I've been thinking since our little skincare session."

Sanji didn't even turn to look at Zoro, grabbing a tea towel to dry the plate he'd just washed, his expression unusually blank, as if he were still zoned out

Zoro sighed, feeling just a slight bit relieved after seeing Sanji not reacting much to his words. The swordsman wasn't one to mince words very often, so he was just gonna get to the point.

"Listen, I'm gonna lay it on the line here, we cannot do this again. You're a flirt and a womanizer. We can't be doing skincare in the bathroom together. Everyone will think of it the wrong way, knowing you."

Sanji still had absolutely no reaction, working completely on autopilot as he grabbed another dish and began scrubbing it down slowly

Zoro couldn't help but watch his crewmate as he washed the dishes, still shocked by his lack of emotion. Usually, the cook was a loud and lively guy, constantly cracking jokes and flirting, just like he did with him in the bathroom not too long ago. The swordsman felt slightly annoyed and a bit put off by his weird behaviour now.

"Quit being weird and get a grip. We can't spend time together alone like that again unless you want the whole crew to tease us for the next few months."

His stare seemed almost vacant, his hands moving sheerly out of habit, his gaze never once moving away from the wall right in front of him. Sanji stayed silent.

Zoro was getting more and more frustrated, wondering what in the hell was up with his crewmate all of a sudden. He was acting completely unlike himself, and it was really bothering the swordsman. Normally, his crewmate would've had a snarky response by now, but he was just like.. mute or something!

"Are you even listening to me?"

Sanji quickly snapped out of it upon hearing Zoros' shout, and he blinked a few times, looking around before he caught sight of Zoro, stopping the endless cycle of dish, wash, dry

"Hm? What was that?"

"I was asking if you were listening. Are you alright, or did I break you somehow?"

Zoro narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. Normally, by now, he'd be able to get a rise out of Sanji, but the cook just seemed completely indifferent. It was odd. The silence was even weirder.

"Nope, I wasn't listening. What did you say?"

Sanji returned to his work, scrubbing the dishes a lot faster than before and putting them on the drying rack instead of hand drying them as before

Zoro leaned back in his seat, getting annoyed once again. He could just tell that he wasn't getting to his crewmate, and that pissed him off. He'd been wanting to see him angry, to see a little reaction to everything that happened.

"I said we aren't doing skincare again in the bathroom. Got a problem with that?"

"Not at all. We won't do it again. Was that all?"

Sanji answered with a surprisingly nonchalant tone, not seeming to care too much about whether or not Zoro wanted to do it again

Zoro narrowed his eyes at the cook, watching his lack of emotional reaction again. The swordsman had never seen Sanji act so disinterested or uncaring towards anything. It was actually kind of pissing him off. The swordsman stood up from his chair and crossed his arms again.