[There's the slightest delay before he says the words, just a beat as his breath hitches when Zoro's hand ends up on his waist. Because it's weird -- it is weird, right? It makes his stomach lurch in a way that he's not entirely sure is bad, and worse than that, he feels more of an urge to shift toward Zoro than to completely back away, leave the room, hell, bolt down the hall and lock himself in his bedroom. Surely there's something off here. It absolutely doesn't make sense for Sanji's other hand to find its way beneath Zoro's shirt and toy with the edge of his haramaki.]
Definitely ain't something I need people finding out about somehow. Can't imagine what the hell they'd think.
[He curls his fingers in Zoro's hair, suddenly distracted by how soft it is. Huh. Don't mind him, just peering up at it and maybe petting Zoro a bit.
Totally normal.]
You— [Smell good. What?] —actually showered. Must be a shitty miracle.
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[There's the slightest delay before he says the words, just a beat as his breath hitches when Zoro's hand ends up on his waist. Because it's weird -- it is weird, right? It makes his stomach lurch in a way that he's not entirely sure is bad, and worse than that, he feels more of an urge to shift toward Zoro than to completely back away, leave the room, hell, bolt down the hall and lock himself in his bedroom. Surely there's something off here. It absolutely doesn't make sense for Sanji's other hand to find its way beneath Zoro's shirt and toy with the edge of his haramaki.]
Definitely ain't something I need people finding out about somehow. Can't imagine what the hell they'd think.
[He curls his fingers in Zoro's hair, suddenly distracted by how soft it is. Huh. Don't mind him, just peering up at it and maybe petting Zoro a bit.
Totally normal.]
You— [Smell good. What?] —actually showered. Must be a shitty miracle.