Adore You

Trouble

A/N: Should I change crack ship Sunday to crack ship Friday? Discuss. Also should I post a smut or fluff?

Zeff yawned coming home from work. He flicked on the lights to his house. The music from next door pumped and poured into the streets. He chuckled rolling his eyes before shedding off his jacket.

"Crazy kids." Zeff chuckled.

The phone started to ring, he perked up turning to the phone. He picked it up and pressed it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Zeff buddy ol pal. Im sorry about canceling our fishing trip."

"Ah don't worry about it. I can just drag my stubborn sons with me next time."

"I'll make it up to you one of these days pal."

Zeff chuckled, "That's what you said the last time."

They chatted a while before he hung up. Zeff yawned and went upstairs. Where he went to his room and changed into his pajamas. He sat on his bed and removed the prosthetic leg and set it beside the bed. He hummed putting on his night cap and got settled into bed. Within a few minutes Zeff had dozed off into a peaceful slumber.

Sometime in the middle of the night he woke up. There was a rustling of noise down in Yonji's room. Zeff slowly got up putting on his leg and grabbed his baseball bat. He snuck down the hall where there was giggling and soft moans. He pushed open the door seeing two figures mounted on the bed. He squinted trying to make out them but. He flipped on the light. Wishing he didnt.

Sanji stiffened as he and Zoro turned to Zeff. His eyes wide and mouth slacked open. Zeff dropped the baseball bat in utter and complete shock. Sanji swallowed thickly clutching onto Zoro's neck. Knowing. He and Zoro might end then and there.

"Uh, hi, Dad." Sanji grinned.

He snapped out of it. His shocked expression grew hard, furrowed, pissed, and a bit betrayed. That his son was sleeping with the man next door. He clutched his fists.

"Both of you downstairs. NOW!" Zeff barked.

Then he slammed the door shut to leave them to change.

Zeff growled pacing back in forth in front of the couch. Sanji and Zoro sat on the couch a few inches away from each other. Waiting to hear the earfull Zeff had to spew and hiss at them. But he was quiet. His pale blue eyes scanned the floor each time he turned to walk to the other side of the couch. Sanji looked down to his hands, rubbing his thumb in his palm of his hand. Zoro put his hand on Sanji's. He turned to Zoro who nodded before turning to Zeff.

"Sir I-"

Zeff stopped before him, "You, you've tainted my son. Turning him into, this! He's too young for you. He's only twenty years old! Six years younger then you."

"I understand that, but age shouldn't be an issue. Sanji and I have grown on each other. I've been able to look past that and to be with him as a person."

Zeff growled, "How long has this been going on?"

"Five months."

His eyes widened, "Even before he lived with you?!"

"Yes sir."

"Dad we were going to tell you but, I didn't know how to tell you."

"Oh and him mounted on top of you is a great way to tell me."

"You said you were going on your fishing trip. So I just assumed you weren't going to be home."

"He canceled because his son was seeing the neighbor boy!"

Zeff started pacing again, Sanji sighed resting on the palm of his hand. He and Zoro watched Zeff fume. The room was thick with awkward silence. And anger. Allot of anger. It was practically radiating off Zeff. Then the door opened. Yonji walked in before stopping in the doorway.

"Zoro? What are you doing here you-"

"He knows Yonji." Sanji said.

"You knew?!" Zeff barked.

"Pops, come on. We're twin brothers. There's nothing I don't know about Sanji and the same is with me. If you should be mad at anyone it should be me. I was the one who set them up."

"You what?!"

"To be honest I just wanted the room to myself."

Zeff sat on the opposite couch rubbing his temples. Taking in the whole situation. He sighed before looking up to Zoro and Sanji.

"We will discuss the rest of this tomorrow. Just go to bed." Zeff said.

Sanji and Zoro got up to leave but.

"Where do you think your going?" Zeff growled.

"To bed."

"Get your ass upstairs."

Sanji and Zoro turned to each other before Yonji took Sanji upstairs. While Zoro went home to clean up the party. Zeff sat on the couch, his fingers laced together, he rested his forehead against them and sighed. Yonji stepped downstairs and sat next to Zeff. He perked up looking to Yonji.

"He treats him good right?" Zeff asked.

Yonji chuckled turning to him, "Like a prince."

The following morning Sanji woke up to Yonji shaking him awake. He grumbled turning to Yonji. He put a finger to his lips Sanji furrowed as Yonji slipped over to the door. He motioned Sanji over and he got up following him. Sanji and Yonji snuck over to the railing poking there heads down the stairs. At the couch sat a man with slick black hair, golden eyes, and all his facial hair came to a point. Beside him was a man laughing and chatting away. He had facial hair, a scar of three over his left eye and scarlet red hair, along with laughable green eyes. Zoro sat beside him with a woman with baby pink hair dressed in some expensive fashion. But that was not all that sat at the couch. Law, Tony and Bepo sat there while Zeff sat on the other side of the couch. Law's eyes met Sanji's and Yonji's before turning back to Zeff.

"You might want to look good. Because. You're about to meet Zoro's whole family." Yonji whispered.

"Hi-His. F-family?"