WARNING THIS STORY IS A DRAFT FROM 2022 WHICH I HAVE EDITED QUITE A BIT HOWEVER IT IS NOT PERFECT AT ALL!! MATURE SCENERY AT THE END!! ❂-Zoro nodded in thanks, grabbing a bottle and uncorking it with practiced ease. Taking a swig, he leaned casually against the counter, observing Sanji's culinary prowess with a newfound appreciation. The cook's deft movements and focused demeanor spoke volumes about his dedication to his craft. "Smells good," Zoro remarked casually after a moment, his voice softer than usual. Sanji glanced over his shoulder, a flicker of surprise in his eyes at the unexpected compliment. "Of course it does. I'm the one cooking," he replied with a hint of pride, a small smirk playing on his lips. Zoro chuckled, a rare warmth in his voice that caught Sanji off guard. "Fair enough," he conceded, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips.- ❂
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