~~ I'm into you ~~ Zosan/Sanzo ~~ Oneshots ~~

Constant Arguments

"Imagine if all of these dishes were filled with meat—" His mouth started to drool.
"Whew, that would be a dream!" He exclaimed, taking a seat beside the navigator, wrapping his arm around the chair.
"Now imagine you dropped one single crum-" He banged his fists on the table.
"Why would I do that!? I'd be able to catch it in time before it falls!!" He shouted, starting to get me on my nerves.
"JUST IMAGINE YOU WEREN'T ABLE TO CATCH IT." I bellowed, stabbing my knife on the table, giving Brook a shiver and a jump.
"That small crumb would mean I'd have to sweep it up and the food loses its perfection." I told him, thinking he were listening although he already dug into his food.

I put my body across the table and stretched his mouth wide open, causing him to swallow the garlic bread whole. He threw me back onto my chair.

"What's your problem!?" He screamed, fitting another piece of meat into his mouth.
"Ignore the curly-brows." The man beside me spoke, infuriating me almost immediately.
"Stop budding in!" I shouted pulling his hair towards me.
"I was only giving Luffy advice." He replied, pulling my tie aggressively to him.
"SHUT UP YOU TWO!!" Nami-swan finally said, pushing the table towards me and Zoro as if saying 'I hope you suffocate like this.'
"OH NO, MY LUNGS ARE SQUEEZING IN ON EACHOTHER! Oh, I don't have lungs to begin with. YOHOHO!" Brook joked about, pushing the table back to its original position.
"OH MY KAMI-SAMA, STOP WITH THE SKULL JOKES!!" He stated, shaking the table every time he spoke.

This dinner was chaos as usual, making Chopper spring onto Robin-chwan's lap. Usopp tried to maintain his sanity but eventually died on the floor from the loudness. Zoro held my hand from under the table, causing me to be a blushing mess in front of the girls. They stayed confused but felt neutral about my situation. I tried to whisper to him that this was embarrassing but I couldn't find the courage to explain it. He stared at me and grinned quickly after. The noise remained at a thunderous noise level, the kitchen bursting with laughter and displeasure. I kept calm for almost the entire time except the times when a certain moss-head would embarrass me in front of the beautiful ladies. Thankfully, he didn't do it as often as I had expected. Brook pulled out a violin out of nowhere and played Bink's Sake. We all sung along, having the time of our lives and clinging our boozes once.

"Here's to all our dreams to come true!" Nami-swan cheered, laying her head on her hand.

When everyone was looking away, Zoro kissed me quickly and left his hands locked onto my waist.

"Stupid moss-head.." I talked back, holding his hand tightly.
"Shit cook." He chuckled.
"I'm not a shit cook and you know I'm right." I noted, flicking his hand away from my lap.
"I mean," he paused for a second, "it could be better." He told me, raising his arms and hiding it behind his head, totally relaxed.
"No one asked for your goddamn opinion."
"Ouf, cruel. I'm just saying that it could be better than it tastes like. It tastes like shit."
"You're the definition of shit!" I said angrily, standing up abruptly.

He stood up afterwards, his hand becoming a shaky fist. His swords were lying on the couch peacefully, not seeming to have moved at all. He punched as I moved swiftly and quickly. As I was dodging his attack, I was able to catch Nami-swan's attention. Thinking she liked my looks, I posed midair until I suddenly hit the ground, my head pounding after the fall. The moment I plummeted onto the ground, Brook's violin playing stopped and everyone turned to me, including the dead Usopp who was lying lifeless on his chair. Zoro looked at me oddly, wondering how he punched me when he could've sworn I dodged it. Nami-swan fell onto Luffy's shoulder, him being completely unaware of her fall. She stared at me slightly and instantly looked back at the ceiling the moment our eyes met. I stood up and felt a sharp object being pushed up into my skin, making me instantly sit up and hold my painful hand. I looked at the redness and noticed that there was a small piece of wood stuck deep inside my skin. I groaned aloud while everyone went back to having a jolly good time, the music in the background completely ignoring my painful time. Chopper hopped off the chair, coming to my aid and inspecting my hand. Zoro marched at once to where I was sitting upright, trying to figure out why my hand seemed so shaky and frenzied.