Chapter Text
“would you all knock it off!!” Sanji groaned while yet again furiously wiping at his nose that just would not stop dripping. the blood has continued dripping and randomly gushing on and on for several minutes now. his shirts successfully soaked in blood along the collar, smears of it along his hands from the aggressive wiping with zero beneficial effect.
how did this start you may ask?
Zoro. it was all Zoros fault.
his useless boyfriend was sat on the deck working out as normal- and don’t get it wrong Sanji loooooves watching Zoro work out. imagining how big and strong the green haired man is, followed by imagining how easy it is for Sanji to meticulously pick him apart and break him down when they have sex. getting to see the demon pirate hunter, break down and beg for Sanji. beg to be taken apart and fucked till he couldn’t think. it was a beautiful thing.
unfortunately Sanji is not the only person imagining that right now.
because Zoro decided he needed to be shirtless during his workout today, not even that scandalous white tank top adorning his gorgeous bronze skin.
bronze skin currently covered in clusters of purple bruises all in the shape of Sanjis mouth.
the man had no shame whatsoever, which normally Sanji didn’t mind, even admired. but not right now, while half their crew is teasing them for the marks. not that Zoro cares in the slightest, leaving all the embarrassment for his blonde boyfriend.
“clearly you two had fun” Robin chimed in at last, making Sanji cover his face with his hands. it’s been almost ten minutes of the girls plus Usopp talking about and examining the hickeys, all while Zoro continues working out like nothings happening. like Sanji isn’t currently drowning in his own shame.
“they’re so dark Sanji! that had to of hurt at least a little bit Zoro” Nami fussed, sending a grin towards the cook. Sanji just whines and peaks through his fingers, glaring at his uncaring boyfriend.
setting the weights down at last, Zoro looks up and smirks widely. a smirk that normally turns Sanji on relentlessly, now making that pitt in his stomach sink even further. “what can i say? i like it rough.” is all he says before standing up and patting Sanjis shoulder.
thats it.
“you-! moron!” his foot lands against Zoros chest before the man has time to defend, sending him back against the wall with a heavy thud. Zoros grin grows, and Sanji stomps off to their designated room, a new flow of blood streaming down over his teeth.
it took several hours for the novelty to wear off, but eventually the crew left them alone after Sanji almost passed out from blood loss during their relentless teasing.
plus they’ve made it to a new island! so everyone became much more concerned with that rather than their relationship and the details of their PRIVATE sex life. Sanji huffed and took another hit of his cigarette while entering the old royalty themed town. everyone was dressed in puffy dresses and nice suits. almost immediately the townspeople were giving him weird looks. curious maybe? he was also wearing his nice suit, so he fit in more then the others at least. he looks to the rest of his crew, none of which are receiving these odd glances.
finally someone, the mayor Charles they learn, approaches, and Luffy stands up front as always, ready to greet the new islanders. the two exchange their spiels, and they all come to find out the townspeople actually love pirates. love hearing their stories, and getting to meet so many new people. so long as they behave at least. to which Luffy promised his best. so why was he still getting so many odd looks?? maybe they didn’t like him smoking?
Zoro notices the blondes tension almost instantly when they meet the people. he also notices everyone staring at Sanji. odd. he watches the cook stamp out the last of his cigarette which was only half way done, giving him a weird look. he never throws out cigarettes without finishing them or saving them for later. “Oi” Zoro keeps his voice down while Luffy keeps talking, gently lacing their fingers together. Sanji snaps his head to Zoros, gripping the man’s hand tighter. “what’s up with you curly?”
Sanji looks around at everyone, brows furrowed. they were still staring and whispering amongst themselves. “nothing. sorry.” he shook his head a little, looking back at their captain and keeping his hand locked with Zoros.
the rest of the night was pretty uneventful, at least in their terms. they had a big dinner with the mayor and a bunch of the townspeople. they even aided the crew with nice outfits, Sanji aside who already had a nice suit to wear. Nami was adorned in a gorgeous coral colored dress, Robin in a matching purple one, both with their hair done. Luffy and Usopp both got their own suits as well, Luffy even got a pelerine to match since he was the captain. they couldn’t convince Zoro to wear a whole suit, but did get him in the pants and a short sleeve button up that he looked absolutely divine in. it was a tad tight around his chest, not that Sanji minded. not in the slightest.
Sanji wishes he’d grabbed his lapel pin from the ship.
dinner started off great, mayor Charles even offered for them to stay the whole week if they had no where else to be to which Luffy immediately agreed. the food was actually quite good and chatter was easy and light.
“easy mosshead- actually taste the food.” he smacks Zoro upside the head when the man was hardly even chewing his food.
Zoro rolls his eyes but does slow down noticeably. “make me.” he spat out, no real heat behind it. he was just trying to rile up Sanji and they both knew it.
“maybe later mossy~” he whispers closer to Zoros ear, making the swordsman grin widely and go back to eating properly.
he did receive less looks as dinner went on, people growing used to seeing him he guesses. there was still some whispers though, and it was kind of freaking him out. why was it only him they were speaking about? despite the whispers, he did his best to enjoy dinner. him and Zoro bickered endlessly, to only the islanders surprise. the rest of the crew was used to it, and by the time dinner was over they were ready to either fuck or fight. maybe both.
the island has an absolutely beautiful resort they get to stay at much to the crews excitement. there’s a pool, a hot tub, and they all get their own rooms, Zoro and Sanji aside who opted out of that option. the boys were all splashing around in the pool with some of the townsfolk, the girls relaxing in the hot tub.
it didn’t take long for the fighting to start.
“i should drown you mosshead!” to extenuate his point he places his hand atop of the man’s broad shoulders, trying to push him down into the water to no avail. he doesn’t even remember what started this fight but he was determined to finish it.
”nice try cook but you’re not doing anything with those twig arms.” Zoro grinned and easily shoved the blonde off of him.
“fuck you marimo-“ Sanji grumbled and jumped enough he could get his legs over Zoros shoulders, thighs wrapped on either side of the man’s neck, hands tangled in the green hair to keep his balance. “fine i’ll just choke you out then drown you”
Zoros hands immediately find perch on the strong thighs around him, using the contact to try and keep the thighs from crushing him. when it comes to Zoros arm strength vs Sanjis legs strength it is a very close match and they both know that. so he’s well aware the cook could easily crush his windpipe if he doesn’t fight back. “if you wanted your legs on my shoulders you could have just asked-“ he choked out.
Sanji huffed and yanked harshly on his hair despite knowing the reaction it could cause. “shut it mosshead!” he yelled as he felt the telltale signs of a nosebleed coming on with the innuendo the man had made.
“Sanji! let him go!” Namis voice snapped him out of his anger, looking over at the girls standing at the edge of the pool, matching grins on their faces.
“seriously? you two couldn’t stop fighting for one night? you scared the hell out of the other people here.” Robin rolled her eyes, smile never faltering. while the whole crew knew they weren’t properly fighting, the towns people did not.
“sorry ladies!! sorry- fuck-“ he let go of the green strands to cover his nose, now dripping blood furiously. he scrambled to get off of Zoro quickly and out of the pool, not wanting to contaminate it even more.
Nami thankfully handed him a towel right when he got out to deal with the nose bleed. he huffed and held it tight, willing the bleed to stop as fast as possible.
“damn Zoro.. you’ve got some sharp nails.” what was Robin talking about?- a shiver rolled out of him when he felt a manicured nail drag down his back. fuck- Zoro must have left scratch marks-
the swordsman shrugs and grins all lopsided like he does when he knows he’s won. “he’s good at what he does”
the bleeding got worse.