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Words: 300
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
topic: CrackAU
rating: Pg13
“Oi! Wake up!” A foot lightly connected with bruised ribs and suddenly Zoro snorted awake feeling every bruise. He had to stifle a groan as he winced at the sunlight streaming into the bedroom. That was doing no favors to his pounding head.
A soft sigh and the smell of cigarettes made him turn his head to the right.
Sanji. Looking good. Looking relieved and irritated all at once. He supposed that was natural for a volatile ex-boyfriend.
“Where am I?”
“Louguetown. Apparently you still have me listed as your shitty emergency contact. Very sweet, considering how last time I saw you, you were dodging bullets in Shabonny two years ago.”
Zoro winced in guilt this time.
“You know how it is, Cook. I wanted to call but….”
The cook nodded unhappily.
Sanji understood how Zoro saw the world and that’s both exactly why he was still listed as an emergency contact and still came. Ever since Zoro had been secretly acknowledged as one of the best swordsmen in the world he had been determined to push his loved ones away from just how dangerous his life and missions had become.
It was both an honor that Sanji was seen as being able to handle the danger and annoyance that even then he was relegated to EX boyfriend status. He’d be less likely to be hurt, according to Zoro’s mind.
Obliviously he hadn’t been the one watching his lover almost die back then.
“So what happened?” Sanji asked with an exhale; proud he hadn’t kissed the bastard yet. He was still very pissed. “How long can you stay this time?”
Zoro felt an apology come to his lips again but swallowed it. Sanji deserved better than this but he was still glad he was here.
“Don’t know. I’ve been burned.”