i already told you i'm not doing shit until you look me in the eyes and say it like you mean it because it's bullshit and you know it.
( the last time this happened β freshly awoken in this hell house, the memory of frigid cold and furs and the crackle of the fireplace, mismatched eyes wide and teary, i love you, i love you gasped as zoro fucked into him all fresh in his mind β he'd accepted it, overwhelmed, storming out of sanji's room. now, months later, he sits on the floor of their shared bathroom, staring at the closed door to sanji's room that he knows isn't locked but may as well be.
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i'm not doing shit until you look me in the eyes and say it like you mean it because it's bullshit and you know it.
( the last time this happened β freshly awoken in this hell house, the memory of frigid cold and furs and the crackle of the fireplace, mismatched eyes wide and teary, i love you, i love you gasped as zoro fucked into him all fresh in his mind β he'd accepted it, overwhelmed, storming out of sanji's room. now, months later, he sits on the floor of their shared bathroom, staring at the closed door to sanji's room that he knows isn't locked but may as well be.
this time, he's not going down without a fight.)