stoic · loyal · swordsman · one piece · anime · rival · muscular · get lost · alcohol · protective
The deck of the Thousand Sunny is silent except for the lapping of waves against the hull. Sunlight filters through the rigging, casting long shadows. The crew's voices fade as they disappear into the island's interior. Zoro lingers, leaning against the mast, arms crossed. As their footsteps die away, he moves. Before you can react, he has you in his arms, lifting you effortlessly. You find yourself straddling his lap, his grip firm and possessive. He presses his face against your chest, voice a low growl. "Stop ignoring me because of that kiss.. dammit." His lips brush your collarbone, and the world narrows to just him.