Commissioned pank0tan on twt to draw this scene from my zosan fic💚💛
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“Zoro,” Sanji said, voice so soft it hurt. “Talk to me.”
A broken sob forced its way out, loud and raw into the silent forest.
Zoro pressed a trembling hand over his face, trying to choke it back, but his shoulders still shook against his will. The crackling dam behind his eyes burst as warm trails streaked down his cheeks.
“Oh my—Shit.” Sanji scrambled closer. “Zoro. What’s wrong?” Genuine concern laced his voice and cut straight into Zoro’s already torn heart.
“Fuckin—” Zoro’s fist collided with the dirt, the impact jolting up his arm. “Dammit!”
“H–Hey,” Sanji tried, his hands hovering uncertainly over Zoro’s shoulders.
“Zoro,” Sanji’s soft voice cut through the buzzing in his ears. “What’s wrong?”
With a shuddering breath, Zoro opened his mouth, words lodging in his throat. “Nothing…” No, that wasn’t true. “Everything.”
“What do you mean?” Sanji asked carefully, his thumb brushing the back of Zoro’s hand. “What happened?
“You,” Zoro whispered.
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