@autumnswordsman : Zoro sits, legs stretched out, bare except for the ink on his skin and a towel wrapped around his waist. Chopsticks and a bowl of take-out in hand, he gestures at the kitchen table as Nicholas announces his return from yet another shift at the hospital. “Got you some noodles. Eat ‘em before you go pass out.”
Nicholas dragged himself up the creaking metal staircase that spiraled up to their apartment, barely conscious of the world around him as he practically fell through the front door with a load groan announcing his arrival.
“Today sucked Zoro, it sucked so bad,” messenger bag drops heavily by the couch after shoes tumble from his feet (which he quickly straightens to keep them out of the way) and he shuffles into the kitchen to see the noodles that roommate had bought for him. 8PM blinks on the stove and exhaustion doesn’t even give him enough energy to bother heating up the lukewarm food. Chopsticks shovel them into his mouth as he walks, groaning as he makes his way into the front room.
“I was-- I was pooped on Zoro. By an adult. A whole ass adult Zoro.” Tired thing throws himself backwards into an empty seat, mouth still half full as he tries to unload. “And I wish I could say it was because he had something wrong with him, but no, he was just an old man that was angry because I wasn’t the sexy nurse he had when he first came in. Kept-- he kept arguing with me that I wasn’t hot enough to treat him and that if I didn’t leave and get the other girl, he was gonna show me! Well sir. I’m the only on duty DOCTOR here, so if you could just sit back- AND THEN HE FUCKIN’ -- ZORO. ZORO, HE POOPED ON ME?? OUT OF SPITE???” He fumed in his seat quietly, finally swallowing his food and out of the corner of his eye he finally saw it-- ah. Zoro wasn’t dressed.
“O-oh.” Embarrassment was easy to read on his face after he realized he just told his very attractive practically naked roommate he was pooped on and that was the least sexy thing he could possibly do in this moment next to shoveling cold noodles in his mouth. Oh wait. “Am I-- am I interrupting something or-- or is this a new fashion trend?”
