「 accident • zoro x sanji 」

after the gym

the next day

"Sanji, hurry up and get the door you idiot!" Law yells as he hears someone knock.

"fine! you lazy ass" the blond complained, mumbling the last part.

"i heard that, baka!"

"fuck you!"

the knocks become louder as the two continued to argue.

the cook stomped his foot as he walked to wards the door. he angrily swung it open revealing a topless and sweaty green haired man.

"hey, may i help you?" he asked, tilting his head.

"uhm hey, i'm zoro, from floor P."

"oh y-yeah, h-" he stuttered, following a drop of sweat trickledown to the man's his v-line.

goddamn.

"ondie.. londie.. BLONDIE"

thankfully, sanji snapped back to consciousness.

"yea, yea. sorry, what were you saying?"

"i was asking if i could use your bathroom. my brother went out with the key while i was out in the gym"

"sure- yes- of course- defi—"

"thanks" he smiled.

Zoro then headed to the bathroom.

"oi, who was it?" Law asked, coming out of his room with a toothbrush hanging loosely.

"hot neighbor"

"that better not be an expression holy sh-"

"no, like, we have a hot neighbor"

"ahh. we have no time for love life these days"

Sanji chuckled lightly, then walked to his room.

-

around 10 minutes later,

the swordsman walked out of the bathroom, which lead to Sanji's room.

"oi, do you have some-"

sanji's mouth dropped, eyes widened.

"is something wrong? what's with the face?"'the damn marimo asked, dumbfounded.

"wh-WHAT DO YOU THINK" shouted the cook.

"i dunno?"

"you dont know?! you literally went out my shower WITHOUT ANYTHING ON"

"why, haven't you seen a dick before?"

Sanji blushed heavily for some 'unknown' reason (as he likes to call it)

"g-what do you want?" he says sighing, looking down, resting his head on the tips of his fingers. however, he couldn't help the urge to just look one. more. t-

"you can take a peak, i don't mind" cheekily smirked the swordsman.

"you di—iiiii"

as Sanji was about to kick him on the shoulder, his eyes meet Zoro's area. therefore got cut off with what he was going to do and say.

"you asshole!" he stomped, blowing the hair in front of his face and pouted.

"just get me a towel, ero-cook"

"how did you know i cook? you creep"

"i-uh-saw your supplies. doesn't look like something an average person would have"

"oh, yeah." he walked to his cabinet grabbing a towel and gym shorts.

"here. this is all i have that could fit you, i suppose."

"it's fine, thanks."

-

zoro then went home to see Luffy sleeping on the couch with his phone rested on his hand.

hmm, zoro hummed.

he took a tiny glance at who luffy was talking to. surprise, surprise, it was none other than Law.

Zoro had a little sly smirk before walking to his room.