Routine

Zoro grunted as Sanji slid out of his arms, taking his warmth with him. Sanji pressed a kiss to his chin before he was gone. He heard the shower start up and forced himself to get out of bed. The sun was up and he had training to do. It wasn't until the sweat was pouring down his arms that he started to feel awake. He knew that when he finished Sanji would have a tall glass of cold water waiting for him in a kitchen. Then later in the afternoon before he had to start dinner he'd join Zoro against the mast, content to just be together.

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