The Chef boy| Sanji x reader {Taz Skylar} fanfic

14 '𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑼𝒏𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍'

As you brought Zoro and Sanji into the boys' room, a sudden realization struck you. You remembered the message in a bottle you had left on deck. Hoping it was still there, you hurried back outside. And there it was, exactly where you had left it!

Feeling a mix of emotions, you were determined and curious to learn more about your past. As you discovered your hometown was devastated, you felt an urge to visit the location and gather more information. You decided to hide the message in a bottle under your bed.

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Y/n woke up in the morning and really needed to use the bathroom. As she hurriedly walked out of the girls' room, she noticed it was quiet and everyone must still be sleeping. But just as she were about to enter the bathroom, Nami, with her orange hair, rushed in and closed the door in front of her.

As Y/n struggled to find a way to express her frustration towards someone she wasn't close with, she anxiously fidgeted and paced outside the bathroom, holding it in while waiting for Nami. Moments later, she heard the sound of a flush, and Nami nonchalantly emerged, seemingly oblivious to her struggle. Without wasting a second, Y/n hurried into the bathroom as soon as Nami stepped out.

Moments later, As Y/n emerged from the bathroom, she noticed Zoro and Sanji entering the kitchen with their morning faces. Watching them, she observed that they seemed to be heading towards the bathroom. Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and nurturing, like a mother, seeing them sober up and looking alright after taking care of them the previous night.

As they both tried to enter the bathroom at the same time, Zoro and Sanji ended up bumping into each other. Annoyed, they exchanged glances and started arguing about who should go in first. They stood face to face, their expressions intense.

"I'm going first," Zoro insisted.

"No way, swordsman! I've got urgent business to take care of. I need to go first!" Sanji retorted.

Before Sanji could enter, Zoro blocked his way with his serious gaze pierced through the air as he firmly declared, "Urgent business or not, I said it's my turn. Wait your turn, cook."

Sanji impatiently snapped, his irritation evident in his voice. "Nah, It's my turn, alright? Just let me go first already!" Zoro gave Sanji a look of annoyance and pushed him aside and slammed the door shut.

Sanji, annoyed by Zoro not letting him go first, shrugged in frustration after losing. But when he turned around, he caught sight of Y/n. He realized that she had just witnessed their bathroom dispute. His frustrated face quickly transformed into a smile,

"Oh hey there, Y/n! I hope you had a better start to your morning than Zoro and I did", Sanji's necktie was hanging loosely around his neck, like he had just rolled out of bed and didn't bother to fix his disheveled appearance. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned and wrinkled, giving off a laid-back vibe. It was as if he prioritized comfort over style in that moment.

Y/n quickly averted her gaze and brushed him off, walking away. She felt a mix of emotions, unsure how to handle seeing him again, secretly hoping he wouldn't recall what happened that night.

Sanji furrowed his brow in confusion as he paused, feeling a pang of concern. not knowing why she's acting like that. But then, Zoro, who just came out from the bathroom, the sound of flushing echoing through the air, he reached for his swords where he had left them by the side of door.

Y/n couldn't help but notice that he always kept his swords with him, as if they were his partners for life. But before he could make his way out of the kitchen, Sanji called out to Zoro,

"Hey, Zoro. Remember what you said about Y/n last night?" Sanji asked, intrigued. "Did you really feel a little something when she smiled at you? Is that true?"

Zoro, with unwavering resolve, declared "Yes, and I meant every single word," he declared without hesitation, leaving Sanji utterly speechless. Zoro casually left the kitchen, unfazed by the conversation.

Sanji, perplexed, asked, "Wait, did he just confess his feelings for you?" Y/n responded, "No, I think he meant he appreciates my smile."

Sanji's serious tone and furrowed brow returned as he said, "Hmm, I don't think it's just that, it feels like there's more to it. There's something about the way he talks to you.. it bothers me" he said, lost in thought, trying to make sense of his own feelings.

"Oh wait, how did I end up in bed when I woke up?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and a hint of amusement.

"I don't know, maybe Usopp brought you there," she replied, trying to sound innocent about Sanji's whereabouts.

Sanji couldn't help but try to suppress a smile, knowing she was lying. He was ready to tease her once again, eager to playfully expose her deception.

"As I can only remember, I was hugging a girl as if we were sharing a warm embrace last night," he continued, his tone teasing and playful, hoping to coax the truth out of Y/n. He couldn't resist the opportunity to tease her once again, as he vividly remembered that night.

"H-hug?!" she stammered, caught off guard by his revelation.

"Why are you surprised?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity and a playful teasing tone.

Y/n remained silent, her lips pressed tightly together, unwilling to bring up the topic. However, her expression gave her away, revealing a sense of guilt that was hard to miss.

"It's you, right?" he asked, "You brought me and Zoro to bed last night" his words leaving Y/n speechless, unable to respond.

"Fine! I didn't want you and Zoro to sleep out there," she finally admitted, her tone a mix of frustration and affection.

"Oooh, Y/n cares about us," Sanji teasingly said with a playful grin, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

Y/n frowned at him, her expression conveying a mix of annoyance and affection.

"But apologize about that kiss last night," she said, feeling upset but yet trying to see what would his reaction would be.

Sanji darted his eyes everywhere as if he was searching for his memory, he was pretending not to remember, in a playful act of forgetfulness.

"I don't remember kissing you," he said, his tone filled with feigned innocence.

"You don't remember? But still you should apologize for it because you kissed me without my permission," Y/n exclaimed.

Sanji shrugged and gave her a mischievous smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why are you saying it like we really did kiss? Even if I purposely kissed you indirectly," he teased, his words laced with a playful charm.

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, her heart racing. "So you remember!" she exclaimed,

"Yeah," he chuckled, his laughter carrying a touch of fondness. "But in that moment, you seemed like you were enjoying it."

"No way!" Y/n protested, her voice filled with playful indignation. "Our lips didn't even touch. What's there to enjoy? seems like you just kissed my cheek"

"Fine, fine," he conceded, his tone softening. "I'm sorry about that kiss. I was just following the game's rules."