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"BUT I HATE MOTHS!" Sanji yelled in horror as he hugged himself, while sitting across from Zoro.
The swordman's eyes glared and Sanji sighted in some annoyance, "fine; I'll stay, but I'm not touching anything."
Zoro nodded, and carefully unfolded his hand, while he observed Sanji at the same time.
Sanji wrinkled his forehead, but Zoro's steady eyes made him stay put.
"Relax; I'm not gonna do anything; he's just gonna stay here," Zoro said softly.
"That makes me more alarmed that you have to mention that," Sanji said in concern.
Zoro sighted while looking down at the moth before he lifted his gaze back to Sanji's blue eyes.
"No, I told you, so trust me."
Sanji studied him.
"Alright," he whispered before looking down to observe the moth for about two minutes.
"You know, it's actually a little cute, in a monstrous-moth-kinda way of course," Sanji said a minute later.
Zoro nodded, "good, but don't worry about it too much, just be in its presence."
"That's it?" Sanji said sounding a little relieved.
"Yeah, and once you're ready, then we move on to the next step."
Sanji's gaze looked alarmed.
"But, I don't want to."
Zoro glanced at him calmly as if expecting his outburst.
"Than don't. It's up to you."
Sanji's gaze trailed back to the moth and his eyes widened.
"It moved!" he shrieked.
Zoro looked down and the moth was slowly walking up his forearm.
"I'll bring it back."
"Okay," Sanji said as he hid his face behind his hands.
A couple of minutes past and Sanji opened his eyes.
"Is it gone?"
"Yeah."
Sanji slowly took his hands away from his face and shivered.
"I really hate moths."
Zoro's lip tugged up, "I know, but it's progress; you didn't move away."
Sanji shrugged, "I said I wouldn't, didn't I? I'm a man of my word."
Zoro smiled, "Yeah, good work, you did well, so now let's go eat."
Sanji's gaze widened, "Huh?"
Zoro growled lightly, "It's a compliment, got a problem with it Eyebrows?"
"No, you just never.."
Zoro pushed himself off the ground and stood up.
"Well, I can't go back to any of those times now, can I?, but at least I can start later then never."
Sanji's gaze shifted and his eyes turned into green hearts.
Zoro's head turned slightly to the side as he gazed down at him curiously, "how do you do that?"
Sanji's curly brow went up, "do what?"
Zoro scratched his head , "nevermind; so, you think you can make me something to eat now?"
Sanji smile faded and he narrowed his eyes, "hey, is that all you are thinking about?," he looked up in annoyance.
Zoro moved closer and leaned down, and then he reached over and carefully brushed Sanji's jawline with his fingers tips before bringing his face towards him. He ran his eyes around his face before locking his intense gaze to Sanji's own, "no, but you'll feel better if you cook something."
Sanji blushed but returned the gaze because he never backed down from anything not even a flirting Zoro.
He smiled lightly, "I find myself disagreeing on this rare occasion on what will make me feel better right now," he said in a husky whisper and he reached over, and brushed his fingers alongside Zoro's spikey soft hair.
The swordsman's eyes slowly flickered closed.
Sanji dropped his gaze south and sneaked his hand around the back of Zoro's head and angled it a little side ways to better capture his mouth.