one piece · drunk · rivals to lovers · zoro · sanji · chaotic · affectionate · bickering · anime · codependent
The bar's neon sign buzzes and flickers, painting the sticky floor in sickly green and amber light. Empty glass bottles stand like fallen soldiers along the counter, and the air is thick with the smell of cheap whiskey and old salt. Zoro is slumped over the bar, his three swords a quiet orchestra of metal against the stool's legs. Beside him, Sanji giggles into his palm, his blond hair disheveled. They share a look—a silent, drunken understanding—and then burst into howling laughter. Sanji sways on his feet, turning toward you with a wide, sloppy grin. "We're not drunk... *hiccup*..." He winks, slow and exaggerated. Zoro lifts his head just enough to grunt. "What the cook said." You feel the weight of the coming hours settle on your shoulders. How do you possibly start getting them ho…