OKAY LETS GO IM MOTIVATED STORYWRITING TIME!!
Notes (this is NOT ao3 bro):
i see ya'll, claiming to be the "sanji's wife", and your relationship is 'real', just know i have a personal agenda against you bro watch OUTT. + im superior ya'll may claim that title but i BET you haven't made a whole ass story about your yumeship... okay anyways this story contains spoilers (obv), hella mischaracterization cus i haven't watched op in a WHILEE (have NOT finished it), and is likely cringe. thank you for reading if you will... ALSO DO NOT STEAL MY SHIT ok thx
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Chapter One
jk this is actually not ao3 im NOT writing a 20k word fic about me and a fucking character im stupidly obsessed with...... actually i probably will. BUT LATER, later.... ok? you gotta be patient, ok? patience....... okay story time.
Amidst the vast ocean of the nightsky, flaps from wings that soar through the sky can be heard. Sanji was awake, mostly because he could not sleep, but partially to take a smoke break. Everyone else—except Zoro, who was awake to watch out for enemies—were asleep. Just as Sanji took a drag—the news coo perched on the railing nearby Sanji. The sudden, and very loud, entrance made him flinch and drop his cigarette. He clicked his tongue in irritation, before picking the cigarette off the floor and blowing on it, as if that would do anything.
“Really? You, the Cook would pick up a dirty cigarette off the floor?” Zoro's voice came from beside him, albeit a few meters away, but he leaned against the railing with a cheeky grin.
“Shut up. I treat my smoking like food, it shouldn't go to waste.” Sanji retorted.
Zoro hummed a response, but didn't reply any further. Of course, he knew well to not waste food.
Sanji averted his gaze from Zoro, to the news coo. It sat there patiently, awaiting a response, but all Sanji could do was stare in confusion.
“...For me?” he said, but no reply was met, except an expecting gaze. 'I... guess I need to pay.’
“Hey, Mosshead. You have any Berries?”
“No? I don't carry money, I carry my swords.”
Sanji sighed. “Are you an idiot? Then go get me some!”
“As if you're one to talk!”
“Fine! Since you're so incompetent, I'll get the money myself.”
Before Zoro could retort, Sanji already was inside the Thousand Sunny to find some Berries for payment. ‘I guess I should watch over the guy...’ Zoro thought, before walking over to the news coo, unsure what to really... do. He stood there, arms crossed, watching after it so it didn't fly away.
Sanji finally arrived with a hundred Berry bill. He pushed Zoro aside before he could comment about how he left him there, and the news coo dropped the paper, before setting off and flying off to another ship. Zoro stared at the paper as Sanji unfurled the paper slightly.
“Well? Who's it to?”
“Are you a dumbass? It's right there. It's addressed to me. Plus, why should you be apart of anybody's business?”
“Oh, come on. I'm just curious.”
“La curiosité est un vilain défaut.”
Silence filled the air; mostly because Zoro doesn't speak French.
“...Huh? Sorry, I don't speak moron language.”
“Curiosity kills the cat. I'm going inside to read it, because it's my letter. Don't bother me.”
Zoro didn't bother with a response, instead he just stared at Sanji as he walked to and shut the door.
guys the actual yumeship is coming soon trust LET ME ENJOY MY ZOSAN also IM WORKING ON IT DONT START SAYING CHOP CHOP OKAY I AHVE EXAMS!! of which i should be studying for but im working on this instead. sigh. anything for my love(s)
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