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#I wrote this while watching Drage race (canada)
kibblz-n-bitz · 4 months
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thinking about Cuddling with Zoro.
Early in the morning, you wake up before he does. The sun has barely risen, as indicated by the dusky blue that colored the sky from the view of the cabins porthole. You sigh, desperately trying to fall back asleep. It doesn't work.
So, instead, you settle in your boyfriend's arms. He's curled around you, your back pressed to his chest, his face pressed to the back of your neck. He breathes against your neck. It's warm and it tickles a little bit, you squirm and giggle softly.
When you shift, Zoro's arms tighten a bit around you. You feel a grumble- not unlike a purr- vibrate against your back. He huffs against your neck, and you swear you can feel him nuzzle his face against you.
Roronoa Zoro, the Swordsman and first mate of the Strawhat Pirates.
Roronoa Zoro, who wouldn't hesitate to cut down enemies for the sake of his crew.
Roronoa Zoro, who was currently snuggling into you like some overgrown cat. A smile makes its way onto your face. You lace your fingers with his where his hand is laid gently against your stomach.
Moments like these, where he felt comfortable enough to let his guard down, to squeeze you and bury his face into you. To hold you gently and hum contentedly at the feeling of your body against his. When it was just the two of you. He allowed himself to bask in your warmth.
You feel lips press against the tip of your spine. You weren't sure if he knew you were awake or not, but it didn't matter.
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