Title: Truths
Pairing: ZoSan
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 299
Notes: Tangentially on topic, though you might have to squint a bit to see it. It likely should be longer, but I ran out of words.
Loving Luffy is easy. It's harder not to love Luffy, not if he likes you enough to smile at you. It will just happen, unless you're trying not to. Probably even if you are.
Loving Sanji, on the other hand, is hard, because the guy's an asshole. At least he tries his damnedest to be, but that's failing now, so late the sky's lightening with dawn, and the cook's had enough of this island's strong spirits that he's unsteady on those long legs. He spent most of the night helping in the barbecue pit, no reason, except to show off. Or maybe because he saw that one boy gazing longfully at that black-haired girl as he worked. Zoro saw the two kissing later; Sanji noticed, too, and winked at Zoro. His cheeks were flushed with heat and wine by then; no jealousy, for all his earlier flirting with the girl.
But that's the thing about Sanji, which only is obvious when his guard is down, how much he likes to make someone happy. Anyone, not just a pretty lady.
He stumbles against Zoro as they walk back to the ship; without thinking, Zoro slings an arm around him, and Sanji leans into it.
"Good party. Good wedding."
"Yeah."
"They looked good together, huh." He could mean the bride and groom or the boy and girl. Either way Zoro grunts agreement. Sanji's gangly height is warm, drooping against him, softer than all those sharp-angled limbs should be. He smells of charcoal from the barbecue pit, spicier scent than the usual tobacco.
Sanji turns his head, warm wine-breath stirring Zoro's earrings. "If you want..."
Zoro pushes him away, so the steadying hand on his shoulder is their only contact. "You're drunk," he says, which is true. "And I don't." Which isn't.
Pairing: ZoSan
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 299
Notes: Tangentially on topic, though you might have to squint a bit to see it. It likely should be longer, but I ran out of words.
Loving Luffy is easy. It's harder not to love Luffy, not if he likes you enough to smile at you. It will just happen, unless you're trying not to. Probably even if you are.
Loving Sanji, on the other hand, is hard, because the guy's an asshole. At least he tries his damnedest to be, but that's failing now, so late the sky's lightening with dawn, and the cook's had enough of this island's strong spirits that he's unsteady on those long legs. He spent most of the night helping in the barbecue pit, no reason, except to show off. Or maybe because he saw that one boy gazing longfully at that black-haired girl as he worked. Zoro saw the two kissing later; Sanji noticed, too, and winked at Zoro. His cheeks were flushed with heat and wine by then; no jealousy, for all his earlier flirting with the girl.
But that's the thing about Sanji, which only is obvious when his guard is down, how much he likes to make someone happy. Anyone, not just a pretty lady.
He stumbles against Zoro as they walk back to the ship; without thinking, Zoro slings an arm around him, and Sanji leans into it.
"Good party. Good wedding."
"Yeah."
"They looked good together, huh." He could mean the bride and groom or the boy and girl. Either way Zoro grunts agreement. Sanji's gangly height is warm, drooping against him, softer than all those sharp-angled limbs should be. He smells of charcoal from the barbecue pit, spicier scent than the usual tobacco.
Sanji turns his head, warm wine-breath stirring Zoro's earrings. "If you want..."
Zoro pushes him away, so the steadying hand on his shoulder is their only contact. "You're drunk," he says, which is true. "And I don't." Which isn't.
I pirate you.
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Date: 2004-07-22 07:38 am (UTC)I like the perspective it's written from...not quite third, not quite first...Really nicely done.
Good detail.
I am melted into goo and cannot make better comments. @_@
-k.
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Date: 2008-07-17 09:07 am (UTC)I....
Got, this is so great.
Who cares about the length, it's just so...
Real...
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