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The tragedy of being a pirate while also wanting to have a meaningful first sexual experience with someone of importance was this: it was statistically unlikely to ever happen.
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What pissed Zoro off most of all was that visually, Sanji was just his type.
Tall. Lean. Not skinny, but built for efficiency.
Muscles well-defined and often used.
Legs for days shown off in those tight fucking suit pants.
But Sanji failed the two key tests Zoro considered before engaging in anything even resembling an intimate relationship.
One, the cook talked too damn much. There were days Zoro wanted to punch him just to get him to shut the fuck up.
Two, Sanji would still be there in the morning. And that was a hard no.
Plus, Zoro was pretty damn sure Sanji’s deal-breaker was that he didn’t fuck men.
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The cook was still there, just like he had been every night since Zoro moved in a week ago.
It shouldn’t have bothered him.
But it did.
Zoro had even seen him wobbling out of there past two in the morning, only to be back again early the next morning.
And tonight seemed to be especially bad.
Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Zoro grabbed a black marker he had used on the moving boxes, snatched up a notepad, and scribbled a quick message on it before stalking up to his window.
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Or, Zoro moves in across Baratie and can't leave the exhausted cook alone, so he leaves him messages through the window.
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Zoro, Sanji, and how they learn to be greater than the sum of their parts.
Or: in which Sanji steps in front of Zoro again in Sabaody. They both get sent to Kuraigana Island.
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Sanji indulges in a smoke while Zoro blows him.