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“I wasn't lost.” Zoro grumbled, red blooming on his face.
“Oh no, of course not.” Sanji drawled out.
(Where sometimes it takes a night of wandering around to find out that, maybe, you've been going in the wrong direction the whole time)
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SO SWEET
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He's just a sweetheart
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Ch1
“I was on my way back to the ship.” Zoro said, yanking his arm free and scowling.
In Zoro’s very special language, that meant I need help finding my way back . The swordsman had never outright asked of course, but his willingness to be led like an obedient dog gave him away.
“Marimo, I really don't have time to guide you back right now.”
Which wasn't technically true. He’d finished up all his shopping and taken inventory, Luffy proofing the pantry as best he could. The main thing he was hoping to accomplish before they set sail the next day was to find a bar and find some company for the night.
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Zoro clenched his jaw, turned around, and began marching a ways down the shore. Sanji watched with the usual slight amazement as the swordsman turned sharply at 90 degrees and trotted back into the forest like it was his goddamn destiny to do so.
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“What are you, an idiot? The arrow is north, and I’m following the arrow.”Sanji slapped a hand over his eyes, nearly groaning.
“Marimo, we’re the arrow. It literally moves when you move. How did you not notice that?”
“It's pointing up!” Zoro yelled, waving around the thing in frustration. “North is always up! Any idiot knows that.”
Sanji grabbed the pocket watch, pointing aggressively at the little N .
“North is North!! It's not- it doesn't move ! Do you understand that!?”
Zoro narrowed his eyes, giving Sanji an unimpressed scowl.
“I don't know who educated you, but the whole planet moves, dumbass. It’s called science .”
If Sanji was a more patient man, maybe he could reason this out in a way the idiot would understand. Unfortunately, Zoro tested his very thin amount of patience, and fighting it out would ruin the cook’s clean outfit.
“You know what? You’re absolutely right. Here, go east, find the ship, have a spectacular fucking evening.” He said through gritted teeth, aggressively tucking the watch into Zoro’s haramaki. He’d have to disinfect the poor thing later. “And I want that back so don't lose it .”
-What if the green moron walked off a cliff and got hurt or something? What if he broke the pocket watch? Zeff had given him that thing, kind of. He’d at least given Sanji the money which he had used to buy it, so indirect gift. Whatever. He liked the thing and there was a 60% chance of the sword idiot breaking it.-
“Pretty sure it's your brain that's broken, but I can't fix that so just follow me.”“ Your brain’s broken.” Zoro muttered, falling into step beside the blonde anyways.
“Wow, burn. Now shut up so I can get you back.”
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“Clothes are clothes. If someone judges me by what I’m wearing, then they’re a person whose opinion doesn't matter.”Sanji considered that for a moment before shaking his head. Trust the guy who owned one outfit and didn't even take care of it to not give a damn about appearances.
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“Sometimes it's on purpose.”Sanji turned his head, not sure if he’d heard right.
“What?”
Zoro met his gaze, his grey eyes sharp for a moment before the whole of him seemed to just- soften.
“Going off. Getting kinda turned around.” He looked down at the ground, watching his own feet move behind Sanji’s.
“Yeah?” The blonde realized he had slowed down, their pace trailing into something like a meander. He let go of the haramaki.
“Sometimes it's nice, y’know?” Zoro said, looking back up. That softness around him, like someone had smudged the edges, made him seem young. An actual 19 year old. “To be alone.”
Sanji couldn't agree personally. The last time he’d been well and truly alone he’d been on one side of a rock while a man ate his own leg. The time before he’d been in a fucking prison cell. Being on the Going Merry where Luffy, Chopper, and Usopp were always screeching and Nami was always telling them to be quiet made Sanji feel at peace, his own voice adding to the chaos that somehow made a home. Even Zoro, with his hulking, guttural snores meant that there was a sense of peace surrounding them all.
“Do you want to be alone now?” Sanji asked, glancing at the slight break in the trees. They’d be at the beach soon.
Zoro gave a shrug.
“Nah, you’re not horrible company.”
Sanji rolled his eyes.
“An astounding compliment.” He muttered, feeling more than hearing the way Zoro chuckled in response.
“You’re welcome.”
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“No, dumbass, this is me inviting you. Like, ‘hey Zoro let's continue to hang out and not kill each other for a bit’.”Zoro’s brow furrowed in confusion.
“Well why didn't you just say that?”
Sanji clenched his jaw, resisting the urge to kick out at the swordsman's shins.
“Do you want to go to the bar or not?” He huffed, settling for kicking the sand.