"She dumped me, Zoro. What am I going to do with my life now? Cami was everything to me!" Sanji clung to Zoro's shoulders, crying his eyes out against Zoro's bare chest. It was 3 in the morning and he had been sleeping after all.

"You'll be okay, curly. There are plenty of options out there. I'm sure there is someone out there for you." Zoro hugged Sanji in his doorway, not really knowing what else to do. This has happened continuously over the last 4 years, but he had never gotten used to it.

"I thought she was the one Zoro! Shit! Why does this always happen to me? Am I not good enough for anyone?" Sanji wrapped his arms around Zoro's neck, squeezing tighter and crying harder.

Zoro grit his teeth at Sanji's statement. Nothing the blonde had said before had ever pissed him off so fast. He placed both of his hands on Sanji's tear-stained cheeks and jerked his head up so their eyes met.

"Don't you ever say that again! Do you hear me?! You deserve to have everything! One day, you'll meet someone who loves you for who you are and you are the only thing they need to survive. You are absolutely good enough, dammit! If they can't see that, it's their loss. You only deserve the best, Sanji." The tears in those ocean blue eyes stopped forming as Sanji's mouth hung open at his best friend's words.

Speechless, Sanji simply hugged Zoro tightly again, while Zoro internally panicked at letting his emotions and feelings get the best of him when Sanji needed him the most.

Zoro waited patiently until Sanji's sniffling had dissipated before he spoke again. "C'mon. Let's get some sleep. It's a good thing neither of us work on Saturday."

"Can I sleep with you tonight," the cook asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

"Of course." Zoro wrapped his arm around Sanji's shoulders and guided him towards his bedroom.

The cook gladly accepted the comforting arm around him and laid his head against Zoro's huge bicep as they walked. Once they reached the T in the hallway, Sanji stopped and laughed when Zoro tried to pull him to the left.

"Your bedroom is this way, moss for brains." The blush that spread across the tanned man's cheeks at getting lost in his own apartment was never going to be an old sight. Sanji giggled a bit and grabbed the swordsman's wrist to pull him towards the right end of the hallway and his bedroom.

Together, they walked into the bedroom and rid themselves of everything, but their boxers.

Sanji crawled under the covers first and picked up Zoro's side, inviting him under them with him. Zoro couldn't refuse and smiled down at the cook as he crawled in bed next to him.

This definitely wasn't the first time they'd be sleeping in the same bed and Zoro knew Sanji was a cuddler. After the first time waking up with Sanji wrapped around him like a snake, it became a habit to just cuddle together before falling asleep. Why try to stop it when Sanji was going to latch onto him like a leech in the middle of the night anyway? Some people questioned their 'friendship', but it worked for them.

Like clockwork, the blonde latched onto Zoro after he'd gotten under the covers completely. The lithe body inched closer to his, their bodies fitting together perfectly.

"'Night, moss head." Zoro smiled at the nickname.

"'Night, shitty cook."

Sanji lay awake in bed with his head resting on Zoro's bicep, irritated that he was always an early riser. He usually loved the mornings and tried to enjoy them as much as possible, but not today. He wanted to sleep away everything that took place between him and his, now, ex girlfriend. He had already been up for a while, thinking about too many things that he never imagined would cross his mind.

Looking for a distraction, he rolled his head to the side and watched Zoro sleep. The man's mouth was hanging open and some drool ran down his cheek while small snores escaped him. Sanji smiled at Zoro, a fleeting thought crossing his mind that he almost looked cute.

Ignoring his thoughts, he reached up and pinched Zoro's nose shut and counted down from five. On the last second, Zoro shook his head from side to side and shoved Sanji's hand off of his nose. Zoro cracked open one eye to stare down at his abuser.

"Bastard," the green-haired man muttered. In retaliation, he wrapped his arms around Sanji's head and buried his nose in long blonde hair. Thinking he wasn't doing any harm to him, Sanji let the swordsman do it.

Oh, did he regret it.

Mere seconds later, Zoro used his arms around Sanji's head to his advantage and pulled the cook's face into a hairy armpit.

The blonde squirmed and squealed as Zoro laughed evilly, knowing he had more upper body strength. His cries and curses were muffled by damp green hairs. Struggling to get free, Sanji desperately kicked out with his two best allies.

When a foot connected with his sack, Zoro grunted and tumbled from the bed, cupping himself.

"Fuck! Jesus christ! Fucking bitch, cunt lickin' mother of a whore!" Sanji panicked and jumped down onto the floor, quickly untangling himself from the other half of the blankets that weren't pulled down when Zoro fell. He landed gracefully on his knees next to a rolling marimo, who proceeded in cursing, and moved his hands to rub at his face, as if trying to wake himself up from this nightmare.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?!" Without thinking about it, Sanji began to rub his hand against Zoro's dick, trying to help comfort his injury.

"SANJI! GET. YOUR HAND. OFF. MY DICK!" Sanji turned eight shades of red, yanked his hand back and put some distance between them.

"Shit. Zoro, I'm so sorry." Sanji began to tear up. He just couldn't do anything right, could he?

Zoro moved his hands to look at Sanji when he heard the sadness in his voice. His eyes were puffy from the night before and they were getting wet again. His bottom lip trembled a bit as he tried to hold back the tears.

Trying to ignore the pain, he groaned to sit up and scoot over next to Sanji. When he was close enough, he grabbed Sanji's wrist and yanked him forward.

The cook yelped at the sudden movement, but when he realized why Zoro did it, he let himself relax against Zoro. The green-haired man's legs were crisscrossed to give his junk some air to breathe, so the blonde fell into an awkward position. Remaining on his knees, his cheek was pressed against Zoro's pectorals and a hand ran slowly through his hair.

"It's okay. It just hurt like a bitch is all." He paused for a moment, silently requesting Sanji to accept his attempt at comforting.

Understanding the hesitation, the cook wrapped his arms around Zoro.

The accepting hug made Zoro smirk. The cook was too easy to predict.

To lighten the mood a bit, he had to add a little something.

"So, why did you decide it would be a good idea to touch my dick? That turns people on, ya know. Do you feel intimidated by me now?" He smirked down at his friend and was met with blonde hair. If he leaned over a bit, he could see the pink on the blonde's cheeks. However, Sanji did something he hadn't predicted.

Sanji opened his mouth and bit down on the skin between Zoro's abs and pectorals.

"Ow! You ass!" Sanji let his own smirk creep onto his face and he looked up at Zoro.

"Bitch, please. Who would be intimidated by that size? A double A battery is bigger. I feel bad for whoever you've slept with." Zoro pulled back, looking completely insulted and pained, making Sanji regret what he had said. "I'm just kidding!" The look vanished and the smirk returned.

Oh, fuck.

"Are you admitting that you think my dick is big?" The cook's cheeks turned a deep red again.

"Can we stop talking about your dick already?!" The green-haired man laughed at his embarrassment. They'd already had that talk anyway.

"Fine. Get back on the bed and tell me what happened last night." It wasn't hard to miss how much the blonde deflated at the idea of the topic, but there was no way he was going to get out of it.

Reluctantly, Sanji pulled away from Zoro and climbed back onto the bed under the covers, trying to find some of the warmth that he lost when he ended up on the floor. Plus, he wanted to be comfortable while he relived the nights events.

Zoro crawled in next to him. "So, why did she dump you?"

Sanji rolled over onto his back to stare at the ceiling, not wanting to look at Zoro as he explained things.

"Well, she said it kinda started when she realized she didn't want to have sex with me. In all honestly, I don't think either of us wanted it. I know I said I loved her, but I had a lot of time to think over things this morning while you were sleeping. It doesn't bother me that we broke up. I realized that my feelings for her were slowly disappearing anyway." As he talked, he felt Zoro shift beside him and stare at him. He probably wasn't expecting to hear those words coming out of Sanji's mouth. Sanji ignored it and kept going. "It's probably part of why I didn't want to sleep with her. I want my first time to be with someone who I love and it will actually mean something. I stayed with her though because I didn't want to break up with her after getting her to go out with me. Also, she said she didn't want to date you. I didn't understand what she meant by that. Then, she told me that dating me was like dating both of us because I'm so close to you. She said she never would've been able to stay with me while I was a package deal with you. I never noticed until she said anything, but you were there for like, half of our dates."

"Okay, some of those were accidents! Is it my fault for wanting to hang out with you and watch a movie too?!" The blonde laughed at his reaction.

"I know. I didn't mind, but she did apparently." It was silent for a moment before Zoro spoke.

"I'm sorry. If I'd know-" Sanji cut him off.

"Stop. If either of us had known, I wouldn't have changed anything anyway. We would've ended up going our separate ways no matter what. It was for the best."

"I guess. So, are you already over her and going to go after another girl again?" Zoro questioned.

"Actually, no. Like I said, I've been thinking a lot while you were asleep. If I had had strong enough feelings for her to have sex with her, I still probably wouldn't have."

"What? Why?"

"Honestly, I'm not even sure. If I was ever given the chance, I'd turn her down. She was the most beautiful girl I've dated too. When I realized that, I couldn't help, but doubt myself." Sanji shifted in the bed. He sat up so he could look down, right into Zoro's emerald green eyes. "Zoro. I've thought about it a lot and I've made up my mind. I want to ask you something."

Zoro was hesitant at first. This couldn't be what he wanted it to be. Could it? "What is it?"

"Will you have sex with me?" Sanji watched Zoro's eyes open wide, his jaw dropping as he sat up in bed. His jaw opened and closed a few times, at a loss for words. Suddenly, his jaw clamped shut and he turned red up to his ears.

It wasn't exactly what Zoro had in mind that he wanted Sanji to say, but he'd take it, nonetheless.

"What.. What are you saying?" Zoro asked. Sanji tried to explain himself quickly.

"Please? If I didn't want to have sex with her, couldn't that mean I'm gay? I'm okay with losing my virginity to you because you do mean something to me and you're the only guy I trust to handle my body whatsoever. Plus, if I'm the girl, technically, I'm still sort of a virgin. And, you're not gay, so it's not like I have to worry about you wanting sex constantly afterwards. To me, you'll be my best friend no matter what, so it shouldn't change anything between us." The cook was breathless by the end of his explanation. Breathing in heavily, he waited for Zoro's answer.

"To me, you'll be my best friend no matter what."

Zoro just didn't know what to think anymore. For the longest time, he had wanted Sanji to ask him something like that or similar. Now, he regretted it.

And he was pissed.

"What the fuck?! That's your shitty goddamn reasoning?! Could you be any more fucking pathetic?!" He paused and squeezed the sheets in his palms, trying to calm himself down before he said something that gave away his feelings for Sanji. "Because I'm your friend? Because we're best friends and not gay, so it won't change anything? That changes fucking everything, Sanji! And you're still worried about holding onto your damn virginity for someone else? Plus, I'm sorry if I don't want to fucking play the rebound boy toy after you get dumped! As your fucking friend, I never thought you'd try to fucking use me like that!"

Sanji flinched and felt the tears prick at his eyes. He hadn't expected Zoro to react so violently like this.

"I-I'm sorry.." A tear slipped from his eye and ran down his cheek.

"I don't care if you're fucking sorry! Just get the hell out of my house!" The swordsman shoved the blonde from his bed.

Sanji's tailbone hit the floor hard. That was definitely going to bruise. The only thing he could do was sit there, stunned and crying at the man's outburst. Zoro screamed again, causing Sanji to snap out of his temporary trance at the most recent events.

"Get the fuck out, you dick!" Zoro pointed to his bedroom door.

Hastily, Sanji untangled the blanket that fell with him from his ankles and rushed to gather up his clothes.

Successfully picking up his clothes, he ran from the room, slamming the bedroom door and the front door behind him. He only stopped to breathe when he had reached the hallway of the apartment complex.

Sanji slid down to the floor on the other side of Zoro's apartment door with his knees pulled to his chest. Wrapping his arms around his knees, he sobbed on the floor at the loss of his girlfriend and presumably, his best friend.

Unknown to Sanji, his best friend sat in a similar position on his bed, weeping with a broken heart.

TBC