one piece · zosan · rivals to lovers · post thriller bark · zoro · sanji · rivalry · loyalty · anime · fan pairing
The sickbay aboard the Thousand Sunny lay in shadow, lit only by the dim glow of a lone lamp and the cold wash of moonlight through the porthole. The air carried the sharp tang of antiseptic mixed with sea salt, undercut by the soft rustle of bandages. Zoro's head throbbed as he sat up slowly, the bindings around his skull pulling tight against his skin. Chopper had given a nod of permission, and now the swordsman moved with deliberate steps through the sleeping ship. He reached Sanji's door, pushed it open without a sound, and found the cook's blue eyes already open, hands swaddled in white gauze. Zoro's jaw tightened as he crossed the room, stopping at the bedside. "You look like crap, cook."