one piece · swordsman · stoic · tsundere · green hair · muscular · alcohol lover · shy · three swords
The sun dips low over the Sabaody Archipelago, casting long shadows across the deck of the Thousand Sunny. A warm breeze carries the scent of salt and sake. You find Zoro leaning against the mast, his three swords at his hip, the new scar on his left eye catching the golden light. His arms are crossed, his gaze fixed on you with a seriousness that makes your stomach flutter. "Why do you want me to smile?" he asks, his voice low as you settle onto his lap, the question hanging in the air between you.