The flower girl(zoroxreader)

Sick zoro and Watermelons

"**ACHOO**"

I woke up to loud sneezing sounds coming from the opposite room. Don't tell me the big man caught a cold.

As I listened closely, it was definitely coming from Zoro's room. I quickly got up and headed to the kitchen. I took my herbal mixtures out of the cupboard, placed them in a tea tray, and poured boiling water over them. I heated up a deep pan, added some garlic, butter, oats, water, and chicken stock, and let it simmer. After a while, I poured the herbal tea into a cup. Once the oatmeal porridge thickened, I poured that into a bowl. I put everything on a small tray and made my way to Zoro's door, giving it a few knocks.

"Who is it?" he asked, sounding really annoyed. I could tell from his voice how stuffy his nose was. Poor Zoro.

"It's me," I replied. After a moment of stumbling and crashing noises, the door slid open, and Zoro opened the door, his face burning red.

"Good morning," he said, forcing a smile.

"Get back to bed, Zoro. I know you're sick," I told him, pointing toward the bed. He let out a big sigh but did as I said, snuggling back under the blanket.

Once he was settled, he looked at the tray in my hand.

"What's that?" he asked.

"I made you some herbal tea and soup so you can get better quickly," I replied, handing him the tray, which he gratefully accepted.

"Thanks," he said, already sipping the warm broth. "This is really good. Where'd you learn that?"

"My mom used to make it for me when I was sick, and it always made me feel better quickly," I said with a small smile.

"I see. Sorry, I didn't mean to bring back any bad memories," he said, sounding apologetic.

"No, no, I'm actually happy because now I can make it for you," I giggled.

Relieved, he continued slurping the broth. I placed my hand on his forehead to check for a fever. "Zoro, you're burning up!" I said worried. I rushed to the kitchen to grab a cloth, freezing it with my magic. When I returned to his room, he had already finished the meal.

"Thank you for the food," he said, lying back down. I smiled and gently placed the frozen cloth on his forehead.

"I have to do some gardening, Zoro. If your cloth melts, just shout for me, okay?" He nodded. Just as I was about to leave, he grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle kiss on the back. I blushed at his caring and gentle gesture.

I put on my gardening gloves and headed outside to check on the watermelons I'd been growing. They all looked perfect, so I started picking them off the vines and loaded them into a big basket. Looks like we're going to have plenty of watermelon over the next few days. I can't wait—I love watermelon.

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"Phew," I exhaled, wiping the sweat from my forehead. Gardening is exhausting. After harvesting all the ripe watermelons, I carried them into the kitchen. I also set a basket aside to share with the village. Maybe I should cut one open now and share it with Zoro? I can't wait to try it!

I sliced open a watermelon and made my way to Zoro's room. I knocked, but there was no reply. "Zoro? I'm coming in," I called, opening the door. Unsurprisingly, he was asleep. I set the plate of watermelon next to his bed, refroze his cloth since it was dripping with water, and gently shook him awake. He slowly opened his eyes and groaned as the sunlight hit him.