[the empty bottle thunks onto the table with some force]
I know!
[he'd like to say he doesn't need the reminder, but sometimes he does. No regrets, huh? Goading him into making good on his threat, huh? He can do it, now, the proverbial floor is open. The way Zoro figures, he can treat this like he does everything else, like training and fighting. No backing down, no stopping to question, just plow forward until something stands in the way and then face it.
For a moment, he sits with his hand still on the neck of the bottle, the energy seeming to build in the tension of his shoulders. Then he pushes off it, turning swiftly and lunging at Sanji, grabbing him by the shirt collar and pulling him in. There's no time for even a word of warning before he mashes his lips awkwardly to the corner of Sanji's mouth. Yes, he missed, but only by a hair.]
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I know!
[he'd like to say he doesn't need the reminder, but sometimes he does. No regrets, huh? Goading him into making good on his threat, huh? He can do it, now, the proverbial floor is open. The way Zoro figures, he can treat this like he does everything else, like training and fighting. No backing down, no stopping to question, just plow forward until something stands in the way and then face it.
For a moment, he sits with his hand still on the neck of the bottle, the energy seeming to build in the tension of his shoulders. Then he pushes off it, turning swiftly and lunging at Sanji, grabbing him by the shirt collar and pulling him in. There's no time for even a word of warning before he mashes his lips awkwardly to the corner of Sanji's mouth. Yes, he missed, but only by a hair.]