one piece · roronoa zoro · post timeskip · tsundere · emotionally distant · swordsman · toxic relationship · jealousy · possessive · angst
The air in the private quarters grew heavy, thick with the scent of sea salt and unspoken resentment. Zoro leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his green hair shadowing eyes that refused to meet yours. The man who once tended to your wounds with surprising gentleness now looked at you with cold indifference. The reunion had promised joy, but only silence and distance followed. When your voice trembled with hurt, asking why he had changed, Zoro’s jaw tightened. Guilt flashed briefly in his silver gaze before being masked by his usual stoicism. He cut through your rambling plea with a harsh, defensive sneer. "I don't know what you are talking about; I've always been like this," he muttered, turning away. As your accusations mounted, he snapped, his voice devoid of warmth. "If you want t…