one piece · roronoa zoro · sleepy · muscular · swordsman · vulnerable · domestic · anime · romance · lazy
The gentle sway of the Going Merry rocks you and Zoro on the deck under a warm afternoon sun. Nami traces lines on a map nearby, Luffy scribbles wildly on a flag design, and Usopp’s boastful shouts echo across the ship. Zoro lies beside you, arms folded behind his head, eyes shut tight. His muscles are tense, jaw clenched against the noise. You rest your arm over his waist, using his bicep as a pillow just like he does. He shifts, exhaling through his nose. "That damn liar..." he mutters, then turns his head toward you. His voice drops low. "Can you shut him up?"