One Piece x Reader

The Moment (Zoro)

So it's been a while and I have a gf now so enjoy this sappy bs... song is by Tame Impala.

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  "Who are these from?" His rugged fingers carefully stroked the flowers velvety petals while his brows were furrowed with innocent curiosity. He never thought she was a woman who enjoyed flowers, let alone gifts.

  "Sanji gave them to me the last time we docked..." She continued to scribble swiftly on the document before her without looking up, "He said their beauty reminded him of me, I personally disagree, but I appreciated the thought."

  "Really? He just doesn't know when to quit, huh?" He leaned against her desk and folded his arms over his chest casually, trying his best to ignore her self deprecating comment. While staring down the delicate flowers his usually blunt stare was now soured, and he wanted nothing more than to just toss them overboard into the salty sea.

  Her soft laugh caught his attention and made his glare weaken, "It doesn't bother me, he's just being sweet like he is with Nami and Robin." She finally set down her feathered pen and looked up into the swordsman's warm brown eyes, "Do they bother you Zoro?"

  "No, of course not," he answered a little too quickly. "I just think they're tacky, especially coming from that lecher."

  "Oh really?" Her eyebrows shot up and she leaned closer to him with a sly grin, "Then what would you give me? A hopeless romantic like you must have thousands of ideas." The sarcasm that dripped from her words made him smirk a little.

  "Some that are much better than flowers, I can promise you that." He was oozing confidence, unlike the countless times before when he would become a fumbling mess.

  The way the conversation had turned made her hopeful. Maybe he would finally make a move so she wouldn't have to constantly keep up this charade.

  "Then tell me, since you're so sure I'd like it."

  "I will," he declared.

  "Alright then, go on. Don't keep me waiting, Zoro."

  He scoffed a few times and turned his gaze to the side to avoid her expecting stare. Slowly his cheeks covered themselves in a scarlet blush and he could feel himself cracking from her meddling. Her persistence was something he always fell victim to.

  "Zoro—," she chuckled, but the warmth of his hand engulfing her cheek made her stop in her tracks with wide eyes. Her heart melted as he leaned closer to her. Her breath caught in her throat at the sweet sensation of his lips tenderly kissing her forehead. The paper she had been writing on was now crumpled under her hand on the desk.

  Once his hand slid from her face and he pulled away, she was painfully silent and staring down at the floor. It was killing him, why wasn't she saying anything?

  "What are you speechless now?" He watched her intently; had he gone too far?

  "A little!" She felt her face erupt into redness; nothing could've prepared her for such a tender moment. Here she was; the one who could barely talk.

  "Well you were the one that asked," he casually leaned against her desk once again.

  "I know..." She gently ran her fingertips over the spot on her cheek that he had previously touched, "And I'm so glad that I did. That was the best gift ever." A small grin tugged at her lips, "I want more now."