Stormy Seas
"Shit!" Zoro swore loudly, reeling about as another wave crashed against the side of the ship. He had come down below decks, to the storage area, for a bottle of ale he had hid there previously.
"Watch it, moron," Elly sniffed from the side.
"Shut up, stupid cat," he grunted absently. Then, looking aside, "The hell you doing down here anyway?"
"I came to get a fresh sack of coffee beans. I figured we're gonna be up all night, so..." She flicked her ears and shrugged.
Zoro opened his mouth to gripe at her but at that moment a huge wave struck and they both sprawled helplessly to the deck. He shook his head to clear it, swore again, then froze. He had, perhaps unconsciously, rolled and curled around her so she was unhurt. They stared at each other, their noses less than an inch apart and their bodies not apart at all. In fact, they were pressed so tightly between two lashed down pallets of dry goods there was little room to move.
Elly blushed and very slowly tried to move, pushing gently on his chest, but that made things worse as her hands were then pushing on his bare skin due to his open-front robe. Zoro scowled, blushed harder, and grasped her wrists in his hands, meaning to move them himself.
It was in this compromising position that Sanji found them. He stopped in his tracks, one curly eyebrow raised. He was so stunned he didn't even say anything, he just walked very slowly back out.
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