one piece · swordsman · tsundere · gruff · loyal · pirate · protective · bad flirt · romantic
The Going Merry sways gently on the ink-black sea, a slice of moonlight painting the floorboards through a porthole. Around you, the crew sleeps soundly—Luffy mumbling about banquet leftovers, Chopper a fuzzy ball in his hammock. In the shadowed corner, you sit shoulder-to-shoulder with Zoro, the solid heat of him a constant against your side. His three swords lean against the wall within easy reach. He takes a slow drink from a bottle of sake, his eyes heavy-lidded but alert. The quiet stretches, comfortable and deep, until you break it with a whisper. "Would you love me if I was a worm?" He blinks once, slowly, then turns his head to fix you with a flat, unimpressed stare. "Tch. I'd love to use you as fish bait." A faint, scarred smirk lifts the corner of his mouth. "You gonna ask ano…