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Sanji hummed to himself, the shopping cart rattling softly as he pushed it down the aisle. Zoro tottered behind Sanji, arms wrapped around the blond's waist and chin rested atop his shoulder, careful to not let it dig in with each step.
"Are we almost done?" Zoro groaned and Sanji tsked as they came to a halt and he grabbed one of the items they needed from their shopping list.
"Almost, have some patience Marimo."
Zoro's head fell to the side and he let out a dramatic sigh as he let go of Sanji to look at the shelves of items out of boredom. The only thing he wanted off their list was the alcohol- and maybe the black tea. It was Sanji's favorite kind after all.
"Don't wander off, we don't need you getting lost." Sanji chuckled and Zoro rolled his eyes, letting out a huff.
"As if I'd get lost in the store. What kind of idiot do you take me for?"
Sanji glanced back over his shoulder; his eyebrow raised, "My idiot."
Zoro sputtered, cheeks reddening as he turned away and crossed his arms over his chest.
"When you're done pouting let's head towards the bakery. They have that one loaf I really like today."
Zoro grumbled, repeating what Sanji said under his breath in a mockingly high-pitched tone that made the blond sigh and smile small.
"Idiot, if getting lost bothers you so much then don't do it and I won't have anything to tease you about."
"Well besides your hair- Mossy." Sanji tacked on a second later.
Zoro looked over to shoot a half-assed glare at Sanji that only made the cook's head knock back in laughter as he tossed another ingredient into the cart blindly, making the shot.
"Get over here," Sanji beckoned him and Zoro's face scrunched up as he listened, taking up his spot behind Sanji once more. He looped his arms around Sanji's waist and squeezed his grievances out as he followed blindly towards what Zoro assumed was the bakery, if the soft scent of mouthwateringly fresh bread was anything to go by.
"Watch the cart for a moment, I'm gonna go talk to the baker." Sanji patted Zoro's hands where they lay across his stomach before Zoro let go.
Zoro leaned across the handle of cart, his forehead against his arms as he listened to Sanji's voice in the mix of background noise. He turned his head pressing his cheek to his arm and looked around. Cakes, pies, loaves of bread, and various other baked goods lined up the area and Zoro's gaze zeroed in on the baguettes.
A small smirk worked its way across his face as he straightened up and patted the cart. He reached out for it, taking the packaged bread into his hand and turned it around as he looked it over. Perfect.
Sanji's idle chatter stopped and Zoro turned just in time to see Sanji stop at the end of the cart with a loaf of bread in hand as he stared at Zoro with an unimpressed look.
"Don't tell me you want the baguette?"
Zoro's eyes narrowed as his smirk widened and Sanji's brow furrowed. Sanji slowly set the bread he held into the cart.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
Zoro spread his legs and lowered his stance and Sanji's eyes donned with realization.
"Don't you dare, Marimo." He warned but Zoro was dead set on his revenge for the comments Sanji had made earlier.
Zoro half-stepped forward, pointing the tip of the baguette at Sanji's nose, the bag crinkled in Zoro's hand.
"Don't have anything to say now, do you curly?" Zoro half-stepped forward again and Sanji's face twisted with barely concealed laughter.
"Oh no," Sanji raised his arms in mock worry. "My one weakness, baguettes."
A small snicker slipped out of Sanji and Zoro lunged forward booping Sanji on the nose with the bread.
The blond doubled over, knocking the bread out of Zoro's hand as he fell into a fit of laughter that drew the other shoppers' attention. Zoro picked the bread up with a quick movement and ignoring the staring eyes, proceeded to bop Sanji with baguette, once on the shoulder, head, and then a soft jab at his chest.
Sanji wheezed with each attack, hands slapping against his thighs as he shook his head, gasped pleas of "stop, I can't handle it" and "not the baguette" left him. Zoro stood back and swung the baguette down in a wide arc and acted as if he had sheathed it.
A voice cleared their throat over the stores intercoms and Sanji startled out of his laughing fit.
"Can the couple dueling with the bread, please stop."
Sanji and Zoro locked eyes, eyebrows raised and mouths pulled tight in surprise.
"I repeat- can the couple dueling with the bread, please stop."
They burst into laughter.
When Zoro finally managed to glance up and past Sanji, his eyes went wide as he noticed the baker looking at them unimpressed. The baker's eyes darted from them to the packaged baguette in Zoro's hand. Zoro's laughter sputtered into soft chuckles and he tossed the baguette into their cart. The least they could do was buy it after that.
They decided they'd bother a different store the next time they needed groceries.