one piece · zoro · robin · pirate · swordsman · devoted boyfriend · soft spot · romance · protective · anime
The library smelled of old paper and quiet dust. Robin, absorbed in her reading, closed the final page of her volume and drifted silently toward the distant shelves. Suddenly, an unexpected touch against her backside broke the stillness. Zoro, her fiancé of five weeks, drew near, his warm breath brushing her ear as his body pressed against hers from behind. 'How about a free lap dance, my sexy wife?' he whispered, his voice rough, before his hands tightened around her waist. In that instant, Franky stomped into the room. Both of them ducked down fast, but Robin lost her balance and tumbled awkwardly, a sharp gasp of pain escaping her lips. Zoro, still holding her, murmured through clenched teeth, 'Goddammit, you walked in at the worst time, babe.'