It goes against the laws of nature, but...

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Title: Option Three
Rating: G, probably
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Topic: Sanji wins

All Zoro wanted was some alcohol and a good place to nap, which is all he ever wanted after a particularly grueling training session. His quest brought him to the galley, somewhat reluctantly due to the fact that the idiot cook was the last person he wanted to deal with.

 

“Oi, cabbage-head,” Sanji said casually as Zoro walked past him to get to the wine rack.

 

“Save it,” Zoro snapped, grabbing a bottle of something cheap and strong and heading back out. “I don’t wanna put up with you today.”

 

“Too bad.” And without warning, Sanji’s foot came out of nowhere and slammed Zoro into the wall.

 

“What the–” but Sanji had already closed in, pinning his shoulders and staring into his face from far too close with an expression that spoke of ill intent before leaning in and crushing their lips together.

 

At this point, Zoro had three options. He could shove Sanji off and go take a nap, pretending that it had never happened. He could ask Sanji what the hell he thought he was doing and then get into a vicious fight. Or he could stand there, stunned and confused, pinned to the wall, and wait for Sanji to finish. He took option three.

 

Eventually, Sanji did back off, smirking, and all Zoro could say was “What?!”

 

“Had a bet,” Sanji explained, smugly, and headed for the door. “Don’t touch anything in here, marimo; I have to go tell Usopp your eyelashes are green. He owes me ten beri.”

 

Zoro was caught between fuming quietly about having been used, or attacking the cook and beating him senseless, or wondering how someone who smokes that much can taste that good. Somewhat chagrined, Zoro left the galley with his bottle of rum and, again, went with option three.