Can I request "comparing hand sizes" for Roronoa Zoro with gn reader please?
You were walking over to where Zoro was lifting weights on the deck when you stopped to look back at Usopp and Luffy, both of whom were smiling like a pair of idiots and giving you a pair of thumbs up, as if that would solve all of the nervousness you were feeling right now along with feelings of regret for going along with this and stupidity for thinking that this would ever work well in your favour.
In that moment there were no two people you hated more in this moment then Luffy and Usopp, hating yourself for ever thinking that telling Usopp your feelings for the swordsman would ever be kept a secret. For he went off and told Luffy, who then told Sanji who -begrudgingly- gave advice in the form of comparing hand sizes, claiming that it could be regarded as flirting if done correctly. So Usopp and Luffy were making -read: forcing- you to go and do exactly that with Zoro in hopes of getting the point across. you didn’t exactly have high hopes that it’ll work but you were being forced to go through with it regardless.
‘I hate you.’ You mouthed to the pair who only smiled wider.
‘We love you too.’ Usopp replied as Luffy only laughed.
You huffed and started saying prayers in your head that Zoro wouldn’t be too bothered by you disturbing his training session as you go closer and closer to him, eyes already trained on the somewhat veiny hands of his that gripped the ridiculously heavy weight, wondering what they would feel like. Would they feel rough with callouses from his years of sword training? Would they feel as though you were gripping steel cloaked in velvet? Would they feel as though you were holding something that was thrumming with a hidden power lying dormant beneath his skin? You don’t know and wouldn’t know unless you did this stupid thing and get it over with.
‘(Name)?’ You heard Zoro’s voice breach your mind, making the thoughts you had within it scatter to the farthest corners of your mind, realising that you were so lost within your head that you didn’t realise that you were standing right in front of Zoro, not until you looked up and saw his sharp eyes trained on you through furrowed brows. ‘You okay? Is there something you need?’ He asked and suddenly your thirst felt dry, your voice was nonexistent and speaking coherent words became difficult to you, lacking any and all subtlety as what came out of your mouth before your brain could filter them was:
‘Give me your hand.’
Zoro’s eyes widened then furrowed again in skepticism, his eyes darting nearby you as though waiting for someone to pop out from behind you, glancing over to where Usopp and Luffy were just as the pair ducked down to hide from the man’s glare before looking back to you again as he placed the dumbbell by his feet. The noise alone of metal on wood was enough for you to think that if he hadn’t placed it down the way he did then the dumbbell would’ve made a whole in the ship by now with how heavy it was, the sound reminded you of those bell towers and how their sound would reverberate throughout the entire town, so loud you thought you could feel it within your teeth.
‘Give you my hand?’ He said.
‘Yes.’ You said back.
‘Why?’ He asks, furrowing his brows even more as he leaned towards you, a slight hint of amusement within his eyes that you couldn’t see through your own want to just plunge into the ocean below, hoping that would save you from this embarrassment of a situation. ‘I want to do something.’ Was all you said as you help out your own hand nervously, pleading with him in your mind to play along and stop asking questions , feeling Usopp’s and Luffy’s eyes digging into your back as you waited for him to respond.
Zoro looked to you and to your hand and back to you again -reading you from head to toe in ways you couldn’t see- and shrugged his shoulders as he placed his hand into yours, heavy and strong that you couldn’t help but caress the back of his hand with your thumb and feel every individual vein there gingerly. You moved your hands so that your palms were pressed to one another’s, your fingers barely as long nor as thick as his, they rested just a couple of inches before before his finished and his closely cropped nails began.
Zoro’s hand was everything and nothing like you’ve ever seen or felt before, they were rough with callouses like you assumed they would be but were also soft with the way it was pressed against you, they were like steel cloaked in velvet but were warm like a fire and equally as dangerous. His hand was thrumming with a power beneath his skin but also comforting and protective, you saw how his fingers instinctively wanted to accompany your own, nestle your hand within his large palm and fingers in a blanket of warmth, never to let any cold reach you under his protection.
He was fighting against his own need to keep you safe as you continued to see the after differences between your hand and his. Neither of you said anything, just watching as how your fingers easily slipped in between his own, no longer pressed against him but intertwined with his as he reciprocated the gesture by closing his hand over your own, drawing it close to his face as he kissed it all the while keeping his eyes on your own like a predator watching his prey closely. Your breath hitched in your throat as he does so, making him huff out a little laugh as his eyes twinkled in amusement, he was getting a kick out of your reaction, your plan had backfired in the best way.
‘Was this what you wanted?’ He asked, letting you reclaim your hand after he was done kissing it.
‘Yes, yes, I gotta go now…bye.’ You spat out as you rushed to get away from him, feeling his eyes on your back and his laughter lingering within your head, your face was flustered and warm to the touch as you moved past Usopp and Luffy without stopping to see their reaction, wanting nothing more then to hide away the ridiculously large smile that graced your lips.
Zoro on the other hand watched as you left before looking down at his hand you held, feeling your warmth still there as though you never pulled away, flexing his fingers as a smile broke onto his lips. You were strange but in the best way, he knew Usopp and Luffy set you up to this, the pair could barely hide themselves from his gaze, but he wasn’t going to say anything in case it would cut the moment short for you both. He bent down to pick the dumbbell again to continue his reps, thinking of how the training equipment didn’t fit his hand as nicely as yours did.
I'm sick and I'm subjecting these two with my yearly respiratory infection
Praying on Sanji's downfall specifically bc wdym you smoke 10 packs a day and don't get severe bronchitis twice a year? I'm changing that today, this boy now needs an inhaler and steroid shot like me
i color picked right from the reference photos i found cause i was feeling lazy at around hour 20 when i started coloring, so this came out way more saturated than i normally draw lol.
Also I noticed i drew sanji’s hair on the wrong half of his face for which side of the timeskip this is only after i was finished, so i made a little bonus comic to explain why.
