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[moe81]

Title: In Dreams

Rating: PG

Pairing: Sanji/Zoro

Warnings: A.N.G.S.T.

A/N: Borrowed from 500themes prompt: 328 - I thought you were alive.

 

 

Your expression is ridiculous. How can you look so frustrated while your eyes are so happy and full of life? It’s kind of cute. And don’t expect me to tell you that because I sure as hell wouldn’t want you getting a big head, you green-haired idiot.

 

I light another cigarette as Luffy bounces from the rigging to land on your back. I’ve stopped feeling any kind of jealousy where our captain is concerned. I know the relationship you two have and as much as I want to be that kind of close to you, I’m happy to have the rest instead. Besides, he makes you laugh. It’s kind of cute. Idiot.

 

Nami-san calls me and I go to her side, twirling about and proclaiming my undying devotion to her. I know it pisses you off and your reaction amuses me no end. The thunderous look is shuttered over before anyone can really see it, but I have and I like it there because it means you’re mine. Besides, it’s kind of cute.

 

I leave the open deck for the galley, happy to be making refreshments for the ladies. I don’t mind admitting that I enjoy feeding the bottomless pits too. It makes me feel sort of proud when I get enthusiastic noises and requests for more. Of course I wouldn’t be me if I did it without protest and maybe a kick or two.

 

The door opens and lets in a cool breeze, a slight relief from the permanent warmth that hangs in the room. I tilt my head in question before returning to stir the mixture in the bowl.

 

Your steps are light and with the sound of bare feet on wood, I wonder curiously as to why you’ve gone without shoes. I like your toes. It’s weird but maybe it’s because I fight with my own feet. I shrug it off and I can feel your bemused gaze even though I know you’re trying hard not to smile.

 

Your fingers brush over the back of my neck and I shiver from the light touch. My body reacts to the closeness of you. The ingrained reaction of kicking you is still there and my foot lashes out before I can really stop it. You counter easily with your leg and stop mine from reaching its target. I swear at you in an attempt to seem annoyed and you growl in return because that’s how it goes.

 

When your hands turn me around I don’t try to stop it. Your lips cover mine and kisses with you really shouldn’t be this nice but it’s soft and still passionate enough to have me leaning in. Your hands run over my back, not settling anywhere, just trying to feel. I press in closer and use my hands to hold you tighter.

 

It’s odd but I can feel you slip away from me and usually you don’t leave that fast. I open my eyes and you’re staring at me. Why do you look so sad? You kiss my fingers and place my hands on your chest. I can feel the rhythmic thumping of your heartbeat. You smile at me. It’s an odd sort of smile and one I can’t really decipher. You lean your forehead against mine and I close my eyes again, kind of content in this moment.

 

When I open my eyes again, it’s to see the bottom of the bunk above mine. My hands are clenched in the spare pillow on my bed and the smell of you that remains is growing fainter. I look over and the other side of the mattress is empty. I can almost see the outline from where you were sleeping. If only the sheets weren’t so cold.

 

I tell myself that the dampness on my pillow isn’t from the tears when I’m sleeping, because when I'm asleep, I’m with you and that’s where I’m the happiest.

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[paolka06.livejournal.com]

Oh! OH! I was so happy reading first lines until I reached an end, so sad;-; But it was beautifully done and heart-breaking but I found I don't mind it and even prefer such an outcome... in here I mean, because that way the first part had a much grater impact!