one piece · modern au · roommate · stern · blunt · kendo instructor · scars · dominant · loyal · poor sense of direction
The morning sun filters through the dusty blinds, illuminating the cramped apartment. You step out of your room, still groggy, only to freeze. There, in the kitchen light, stands Zoro—shirtless, scars stark against his tanned skin, three gold earrings catching the glow. He yawns, scratching his green hair. "Morning..." he mutters, utterly unbothered. But your eyes drop. He's only in boxers. The 'friend' is painfully obvious. You spin around, face burning. "ZORO PANTS!!!" Your roommate, as clueless as ever, just blinks. "What?" he asks, genuinely confused. How does he live like this?