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Yellow is the colour of deception by Meteor752
Fandoms: One Piece (Live Action TV 2023), One Piece (Anime & Manga)
12 Mar 2026
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Sanji carefully stepped around the pomegranates (All sliced perfectly even, he took note with quiet interest), peering down on the foolish-looking swordsman, taking in his expression. His hair and most of his brow were covered up by the bandana, but the rest of his face was split open in a wide grin that was stretched almost unnaturally across his flushed face.
Zoro only needed to briefly glance up at him before dissolving into another fit of giggles, his mirthful eyes baring the slightest hint of yellow under the sun, “You- you-“ he tried to stutter out, but was just interrupted by more laughter.
or, what if Sanji stuck around a bit longer in Little Garden?
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Yellow is the colour of deception
Meteor752
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Sanji carefully stepped around the pomegranates (All sliced perfectly even, he took note with quiet interest), peering down on the foolish-looking swordsman, taking in his expression. His hair and most of his brow were covered up by the bandana, but the rest of his face was split open in a wide grin that was stretched almost unnaturally across his flushed face.Zoro only needed to briefly glance up at him before dissolving into another fit of giggles, his mirthful eyes baring the slightest hint of yellow under the sun, “You- you-“ he tried to stutter out, but was just interrupted by more laughter.
or, what if Sanji stuck around a bit longer in Little Garden?
“Boning knife?” The swordsman asked, barely able to contain his gleeful laughter.
“Are you literally like, five years old?” Sanji asked, feeling a headache come on that he usually only got when dealing with annoying customers back at the Baratie.
Zoro didn’t answer him, instead staying crouched by the pomegranate massacre, giggling almost like a madman. It was reminding Sanji too much of the annoying clown that they’d been forced to deal with not too long ago, and having that memory resurface was just making his day worse.
“Hey what’s your problem?” He asked, not afraid to let his annoyance seep into his tone. In the middle of his laughing fit, Zoro had tried to cover his mouth with the hands not holding the supposed cursed sword, but the muffled giggles stopped abruptly at the question.
“I don’t know,” he replied, his voice considerably more strained and tense than a second ago, raising the hairs on Sanji’s neck, “It’s like I can’t stop- stop laughing,” he managed to force out, his previous cackling resuming.
Sanji furrowed his brow, looking the swordsman up and down. It was certainly strange. It’s not that Zoro never laughed, but it was certainly more of a rarity (especially around Sanji), and it was usually nothing more than a humorous exhale, or even a deep chuckle on a good day. But now the man was kneeling on the ground, laughing with a giddiness Sanji’s never heard before, over a boning knife.
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“I’m not mad,” Sanji said, a little mad.“Yes you are,” Zoro retorted with a snort, “Your brows are all frowny,” The hand playing with his hair pulled away, instead finding itself on Sanji’s face, one of the fingers trying to smooth out his frown. Sanji indulged him, only for a second, and was met by a wide, giddy grin as a reward.
God dammit.
“Mossy,” he tried, looking down at the man who was back to playing with his hair, now by blowing at it between fits of giggles, “Moss, you’re drunk or something. I need to get you back to the ship.”
“I can see why Luffy likes you,” The swordsman snickers, somehow tugging him closer, “You’re funny looking.”
“That’s not-“ Sanji cut himself off, not seeing the point in arguing with the mosshead when he’s so out of it. He instead used the hand that wasn’t braced next to Zoro’s head to try to tug away at the hand holding him hostage, but no luck.
Just as Sanji was contemplating the pros and cons of breaking his oath as a cook and slapping the shit out of the man beneath him to get away, Zoro leaned forward and pressed his lips to the blonde's nose. It was quick, barely even a peck, yet Sanji felt a blush spread across his cheeks as he stared down at the swordsman who’d burst out laughing at the sight of his flush.
“What?! You-!” Sanji stuttered, but was cut off as the mosshead planted another kiss on him, this time his chin, squealing as Sanji’s face turned beet red, “Zoro!” He put his free hand on the swordsman’s face, holding it down to prevent him from kissing his face again. That of course didn’t stop the laughing, but it would’ve been a miracle if it did.
“And you call me a plant!” He cackled, free hand reaching up to steady itself against Sanji’s shoulder, “You look like a tomato!”
“Merde,” Sanji cursed, trying to think of some way to regain control of the situation. As it stood, he was trapped on top of a most likely drunk swordsman who wouldn’t let him go, and had now decided that his new favourite way of amusing himself was to plant kisses on his face, both of his hands occupied with holding himself up and holding the mosshead down to stop the aforementioned kissing from happening.
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I scoured ao3 for a fic with this premise and this was the only one I found!! Absolutely fulfilled my visons this is perfect
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