obligatory texting post

[mossheaded]

new comm who dis

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[mossheaded]

[ not like he'd needed the cook to tell him it was shoddy work. ask him to cut something, and he'd have it down to the millimeter, every angle squared and precise. zoro was excellent at destroying things, but piecing them back together? he had far less practice with that, and it showed in every misaligned stitch.

couldn't get better at things without putting in the work. ]

if youre gonna bitch go ask one of the girls to fix it

[ it wasn't like he'd expected to be praised - he didn't want it. he'd done what was right because that's exactly what it was - the right thing. he'd been the one to fuck it up in the first place, so it wasn't like the cook owed him anything for trying to fix it. ]

couldnt find blue thread

[sanji]

[ being rude about it is the natural response, because it means not having to acknowledge the fondness he feels in running his fingers across those imperfect stitches. it also means pretending he doesn't brush his lips gently across one of the jagged threads. ]

not gonna make them do that, stupid

[ he sighs deeply through his nose, fighting the annoyance that for once doesn't feel aimed at zoro. he doesn't say anything else for a long moment.

and then, ]

thanks

[mossheaded]

[ of course, he wouldn't have asked them to. he had fully expected a follow up jab about the clumsy attempt and the wrong thread - only for sanji to slip between his ribs with that single word, bringing all other thoughts to a crashing halt. his stomach flipped in that bizarre way that only the cook seemed to cause, and zoro was strongly tempted to end the conversation there.

yet, it felt important that he address his own responsibility in this, and how he'd needed to make it right. that it was more important than some dumb shirt, because in his own way, he did get it. ]

dont have to do that
shouldve noticed it was yours