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"So? Tell me why you are so upset this morning?" Zoro started when they were finally alone inside the galley.
To be honest, Sanji IS still upset until now, he just can't bring himself to admit it. Of course, Zoro would notice this unusual behavior of his, his boyfriend would suddenly stop functioning on his part and would always glare at him the whole day!
Sanji knew he'll never get out of this, dang, he was sure Zoro would fuss about it the moment he slapped the greenhead's hand affectionately resting on his hips this morning. However, he was surprised when the Marimo held out till now. It should not be a surprise considering that their Captain's first mate has patience as Zoro meditates even in the middle of cannon balls attacking their ship. The ever rational being, except for booze and swords.
But being in a relationship with Zoro, he finds some odd behaviors Zoro displays when it comes to him. Not to brag, but, ahem, it kinda boosts Sanji's morale of some sort. He's actually in charge of their relationship, and that would only mean one thing: he has a huge point ahead with their rivalry!
Sanji flinched when he felt Zoro's piercing aura looming behind him, requiring for an answer. He was contemplating answering, the marimo might laugh at him or use it to tease him or make fun of him for the rest of their lives, oh, Zoro can be such a petty sometimes.
"Forget it," he answered after lighting another smoke, drying off his hands.
Zoro looked at him as if reading his face to know if this conversation needed further discussion, then the marimo sighed and walked straight to the galley's door.
"Then see you at the crow's nest, worrybrow."
Sanji nodded, not minding the name Zoro had invented this time.
What really upset him was the dream he had last night. It was scary and disappointing, it woke him up in distress, and the first thing his eyes saw was Zoro lying next to him, hugging his waist. He wanted to smack the marimo for being such a devil in his dream, but it would look so unlike him.
He shook the thought away, feeling nauseated from even thinking about it. He can still vividly imagine the nightmare! It was so unsettling and very upsetting that he couldn't help but ignore Zoro the whole day, as the marimo plays a huge role in his nightmare.
He will ask the marimo later for a while, he needs to distract himself by cleaning the galley and preparing everything for tomorrow's breakfast, and securely locking the fridge from their glutton of a captain.
It was almost eleven when he finished, when he climbed up the crow's nest, Zoro was sitting next to the window, looking out at the ocean amidst its darkness with only the stars guarding their way. Zoro's gaze was drawn to him when he shut the crow's nest door.
No words spoken, Sanji walks to where the blankets are kept. He took one and followed Zoro's style, but two meters away from the latter. Zoro's gaze didn't leave him, and it's making Sanji uncomfortable.
"Sanji."
"I know! I know. I just don't know where to start. You'll laugh at me for sure."
"Oh, let me be the judge."
He glared at Zoro, pressing his lips together before asking. "Will you still love me if I become a sushi?"
He was looking at Zoro intently. Looking for his reaction, if he will laugh, grin, look at him funnily/weirdly/stupidly/etc etc etc.
He did not find any of those. Zoro's expression is...blank, or more like the marimo's staring into space with his imagination running wild, or something. He wants to grab Zoro's attention and demand an answer, but it scares him that his dreams are coming to reality suddenly. So he let Zoro lose in his thoughts, it only lasted for three minutes, but it sure had Sanji's nerves wracking him.
"I can't fuck a sushi, Curly."
Sanji was left speechless, for all the words he thought Zoro would say, he did not expect such vulgarity towards food. What was this stupid algae head imagining earlier to come up with that conclusion!
"What—! Are you seriously thinking about that more than my question?"
Zoro chuckled, "What? I think it's the most suitable answer to your out-of-concept question."
"It's a simple question with a simple answer consisting of 'Yes and No', moss for the brain. Why are you making things complicated for me?"
"My stupid blonde," Zoro grabbed his hand that was clutching his head right now, while Zoro's other hand lifted him to make him sit between Zoro's legs, wrapping the blanket around them. This way, Sanji won't see Zoro. "I let you ignore me the whole day 'cause I know you're all up in your head again. It had me questioning something I did or said that got you mad at me and observing your every action and expression, that I come up with the conclusion that I, in fact, did nothing wrong to turn your mood off."
Zoro was holding Sanji's one hand while his other hand was wrapped around Sanji's waist, leaning closer to the blonde, burying his face into a smooth and lean neck. Sanji was quiet the whole moment, listening to what Zoro had to say.
"From your question earlier, it seems that it's where this distress is coming from."
Sanji cannot help but nod and just rest all his weight on Zoro. "You were just such an asshole in my dream, Zoro. I was dumbfounded." He honestly complains that's how much he disliked the dream last night.
Zoro raises his head and looks at Sanji questioningly. Sure, he now knows where his blonde is coming from, but he sure did not expect to be in a dream. He was ignored earlier for a mere dream he did not even know about. For a moment there, Zoro was contemplating whether to kick Sanji out of the crow's nest or throw the cook out the window of the crow's nest. But he will surely try to understand.
"What did I do in there?"
Sanji looked at Zoro and pouted. He pouted, the first time. "You sure you won't laugh at me?"
"Tsk. I'm not a child, cook." Zoro pleases, still amused at Sanji's childish actions.
Sanji averted his gaze and took hold of Zoro's arm around his waist. "In my dream last night, you were there."
"It's not that you won't dream of me every night."
Sanji chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, whatever sends you panties into a twirl."
"You're just crazy about me, Swirly."
"Don't disturb me, moss." Zoro did not say anything after that. "You got lost..."
"Hey, even in your dream, I get lost." Zoro was making fun of himself that relaxes Sanji a little bit.
"I know. And I'm always the one that come looking for you. It's because of you that we got into a fight with a small fry of a navy captain."
"..."
"It was easy to beat them up," Sanji continued. "But I did not know that one of them is a devil fruit user, the kind of power unthinkable. It got me, and you saw it and took me away from there."
"What happened to you?" Zoro seriously asked, invested in the story so far. Even if it was a dream, if something happened to Sanji, he would blow up any navy headquarters nearby into smithereens or any pirate ship in sight.
"His power could turn a person into his desired food."
"And you turned into a sushi?" Zoro picked up so fast that Sanji was not able to dodge. However, there's no mockery or anything that would embarrass Sanji. Instead, Zoro's voice sounds so... serious.
"Yeah. I thought I was saved. But you're a devil, Zoro!!!"
"W-what did I do?" Now he's nervous. What did he do that made Sanji so mad and sulky?
"You didn't even love me." Sanji became emotional that made Zoro unable to know what to do.
The discussion was hilarious if someone happened to hear this, but this became a serious matter for the couple. Now, Zoro's much more serious. He wasn't taking this lightly from the start after all.
"You're an asshole! The moment you start feeling hungry, you eat me! Slash me with your sword! You heartless monster! You don't really love me, do you!"
Sanji was furious. Standing in front of Zoro, gone was the romantic position earlier, pointing into Zoro's face. Accusing his love for him.
Zoro was now finding the conversation funny, so that when Sanji saw even a small jerk of muscle on his face from holding his laughter, the blonde started lashing at him, whether it be words or actions.
"Stupid marimo! Heartless asshole! Fucker! #$&#$#&#&#sjdhsha&#&#&#&#havsvssh&#&#&@2i3hwbbsndjsb@#&$&#"
Zoro let Sanji thrash the whole place, letting the blonde get all his rage out. Zoro moved out of the way when Sanji grabbed his heaviest dumbbell, and it hit the window—Franky had improved to a much more sturdy type after they fought wildly one evening. They had Robin storming inside from the commotion Sanji was making. Zoro wanted to face palm, looking at how Sanji is making a fool of himself.
"Oh my, what's happening here?" Robin asked as if she didn't already know everything.
Sanji immediately come into a halt. "Robin-chan."
Sanji went crying into Robin's arm and Robin opened her arms to offer a hug, which Sanji did not let the chance pass him.
The stupid love cook is now crying into Robin's. Her arms pat his back.
"Looks like our cook-san is feeling down right now."
Zoro sighed, "It looks like it. He'll get over it...right this moment."
Just as Zoro said, Sanji began sniffing from his excessive crying, an unmanly display that the cook never let any women see. "R-Robin-chan, wait..."
"Huh?" Robin confusedly asked.
"Y-your... your breast is so cloooossseeeeee."
Zoro facepalms when Sanji started creating a fountain of nosebleeds all around the crow's nest.
Robin says, "Oh my," with an amused smile.
Sanji is losing consciousness with a happy expression. Oh, how blessed he is right now, he can forget everything Zoro did to him in his dream.
End:-)