Roommates

Fire Is A Sign

"Rise and shine my golden treat."

Sanji tossed over pulling the blankets over his head, scratching another day on the headboard. It's been a whole month now. He added a dash to the third making today. One month.

"Don't be cross with me love, I don't want you to be cooped up here. All you gotta do is sign the divorce papers. Then your free."

Sanji sat up flinging the blankets off, "I am not signing no bullshit papers like that. Sure he's a pain in my ass sometimes, but I'll wait until my last breath until he gets here."

"Alright. Have it your way. I'll get you to sign those papers."

"Good luck trying your going to have to kill me before I do."

"And your punishments now aren't good enough. Fine."

Then the door closed, Sanji sat looking at the purple marks formed on his skin. The scratches and welt on his head. He was stubborn alright, and he knew Zoro wouldn't do something this. Stupid. To set him free. Sanji got up only to trip and stumble to the floor. He turned to the rope tied to his ankle.

"Son of a bitch." He muttered.

He turned to the camera in the corner of his room. He grabbed the empty photo frame and chucked it at the camera cracking and breaking the lens. It hung on the wall making Sanji fill with some. Relief he wasn't watching him anymore. He sighed and hugged his knees. Tears welded up in his eyes remembering some memories with his moss haired husband.

"I-I made you something." Zoro said.

Sanji perked up from the couch, Zoro walked up to him handing him a small box. Sanji smiled taking the box and opening it. Inside were. Half burnt cookies. Sanji snorted a laugh before looking up at Zoro.

"You made these for me?" Sanji asked.

"Look, it's. I heard." He growled to himself, "I heard the fastest way to a man's heart was through his stomach."

Sanji laughed as a blush blossomed across Zoro's cheeks. He turned to the cookies before picking one up and eating one. Zoro leaned over getting a blank look on Sanji's face when he ate them.

"So. How are they?" Zoro asked.

Sanji swallowed before eating another. Zoro smiled resting on the back of the couch.

"Those cookies were pretty shitty." Sanji muttered, "But, I'd eat them again."

Sanji sighed burying his head between his knees thinking over and over of his husband.
The man who will find and save him. All the blonde could do was. Sleep.

Crack!

Sanji perked up clutching onto the carpet as the floor rumbled as the lights flickered. He held his ears and shut his eyes curling up in a ball as a storm rolled above them. He whimpered softly as there was no where left for him to go. He clutched his ears tighter as the sky rumbled and the power went out. Sanji cried tears dripping down his cheeks to his lap. The lights came back on as Sanji looked up to the man. He screamed before kicking him into the dresser. He got up brushing himself off. Sanji scooted away before he held out his phone. Sanji hesitated before he grabbed it. He pressed it to his ear.

"H-Hello?" Sanji whimpered.

"Sanji?!" Nami asked.

The sky rumbled again making Sanji whimper.

"Sanji, I need you to stay on the line. Just. Don't hang up. You understand."

"Y-yes."

Zoro snored away at his desk he had fallen asleep rereading over old files. The sky crackled and rumbled making him snap awake.