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That mental image was enough for Zoro to loose it as well. Even if he was clutching his ribs a bit too hard, he was laughing freely, so Luffy ignored that bit for now.

"His hat would get squished. Ow, shit." Zoro's hand pressed harder against his side and he was beginning to sound a bit breathless.

Luffy stood up, enfolding Zoro in his arms. "I bet his sword wouldn't fit through the opening," he said, unable to resist getting one more laugh out of his swordsman. When Zoro pulled him close, hid his laughter in Luffy's shoulder, fireworks of joy exploded inside him. Because Zoro wasn't hiding his joy away because he was embarrassed, or because swordsmen didn't imagine their nemesis getting stuck in a shark-boat, but because his chest was hurting too much to keep going and he still didn't want to quit laughing.

Outside of the submarine, maybe Luffy would have been forced to think about Chopper's words again. Maybe he would have had to imagine how terrifyingly close he'd come to never hearing that free laughter again. The special one, which Zoro only seemed willing to share with him and, possible, if they were both a bit drunk, with Nami. (Because she'd been there almost from the start and would not sneer at day-old loyalty hard as diamond).

But in here? Stuck in a tiny vessel shaped like a shark that floated inside their very own pirate ship? Zoro was right. This wasn't a place to think too loud, heavy thoughts. Right now, it was a place to laugh and feel good together. Then they could go to sleep until their friends found them. They would also laugh and they'd all be merry together.

"If you promise to keep an eye open, just in case" Zoro finally said, once they'd laughed themselves soft and silly, "I'll try to relax."

Immediately giving an enthusiastic, if slightly muffled agreement, Luffy began to 'chew' his way down Zoro's chest. While he avoided the bandages to the best of his ability, he made doubly sure to nibble a bit extra at all the places that caused Zoro to curse in a good way.

"Hey! Fine, okay! You know what you're doing, now stoppit!"

Once Luffy reached the soft inside of his right leg, even Zoro had to give up and asked for mercy. Since he was quivering with laughter and annoyance, and his manhood pleasantly firm to Luffy's curious fingers, Luffy counted it a complete success.

Feeling emboldened, he lunged forward and more or less swallowed Zoro whole.

It' wasn't the size of him that was a problem. Luffy learned to breathe around food years and years ago. Was around the time he had figured out that a gag-reflex was unnecessary when your throat was made of rubber and trained it away before it got in the way of another meal.

But, though he wasn't a match for Sanji, Zoro wore heavy boots on his feet. When he flailed and kicked Luffy in the stomach, it became difficult to keep sucking and breathing and also remembering to not bit down as if Zoro was a drumstick (and he really didn't want to know what Chopper would have to say about applying bandages right there).

While Luffy tried not to gag, Zoro seemed to have gotten his limbs under control. With a rough push, he forced Luffy away. "Shit, Luffy! Warn a man!" he choked out and folded his hands protectively over his bits.

Waving his hand apologetically, Luffy tried to scoot backwards to avoid coughing right at Zoro. A stick poked him uncomfortably in the back and he pushed it away without looking.

Shouldn't have done that, Luffy had time to think when his butt suddenly slid backwards. Still, he was seated and thus didn't move too much when the entire submarine tilted sharply nose-down. Zoro wasn't quite as lucky. With an undignified yelp, which turned into a choked-off groan, he fell hard into the controls. If it hadn't been for Luffy reflexes, his eyeball would have got an unfortunate close-up of Zoro's most personal 'sword' when that happened.

The soldier dock must be deeper than Luffy had ever suspected, because it felt as if they just kept diving. Fumbling around behind his back, trying not to jar Zoro too badly, he tried to find whatever lever that could right them up again. Lights clicked on and off, the seat scooted back and, finally, Luffy managed to tilt them back.

"Beeh, stupid submarine!" He leaned back and shot off a self-deprecating grin in Zoro's direction. When he saw his swordsman, however, Luffy felt his happy mood evaporate.

Zoro stood half-naked, trousers bunched around his ankles. He should have looked hilarious. But Luffy's eyes were drawn to the two red spots that shone almost accusingly on his otherwise too pale face. Took in the beads of sweat on his forehead, and the way he was still leaning most of his body-weight against a console, a miniscule trembling in his hands.

Sensing his worry, Zoro tried to speak. When he drew a breath something rattled in his chest. It was as if he had been broken, as if he...

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Hình ảnh tinh thần đó là đủ cho Zoro để mất nó như là tốt. Ngay cả khi ông ôm xương sườn của mình một chút quá khó khăn, ông đã cười một cách tự do, vì thế Luffy bỏ qua mà bit bây giờ. "Mũ của ông sẽ nhận được squished. Ow, cứt thật." Bàn tay của Zoro ép khó khăn hơn so với bên mình và ông đã bắt đầu âm thanh một chút thở. Luffy đứng dậy, enfolding Zoro trong cánh tay của mình. "Đặt cược thanh kiếm của mình sẽ không phù hợp thông qua việc mở," ông nói, không thể chống lại nhận được một cười thêm ra kiếm sĩ của mình. Khi Zoro kéo đóng, trốn của mình cười trong vai của Luffy, pháo hoa của niềm vui phát nổ bên trong anh ta. Vì Zoro đã không ẩn mình niềm vui đi bởi vì ông cảm thấy xấu hổ, hoặc bởi vì kiếm sĩ không tưởng tượng của nemesis bị mắc kẹt trong một chiếc thuyền cá mập, nhưng bởi vì ngực của mình đã làm tổn thương quá nhiều để tiếp tục đi và ông vẫn không muốn bỏ cười.Bên ngoài của tàu ngầm, có lẽ Luffy sẽ bị buộc phải suy nghĩ về của trực thăng từ một lần nữa. Có lẽ ông sẽ phải tưởng tượng như thế nào terrifyingly đóng ông sẽ đến để không bao giờ nghe mà cười miễn phí một lần nữa. Đặc biệt những, mà Zoro dường như chỉ muốn chia sẻ với anh ta, và có thể, nếu họ đã là cả hai một chút say rượu, với Nami. (Bởi vì cô đã có gần như từ đầu và sẽ không phải nụ cười khinh Bỉ lúc lòng trung thành ngày tuổi cứng như kim cương). But in here? Stuck in a tiny vessel shaped like a shark that floated inside their very own pirate ship? Zoro was right. This wasn't a place to think too loud, heavy thoughts. Right now, it was a place to laugh and feel good together. Then they could go to sleep until their friends found them. They would also laugh and they'd all be merry together."If you promise to keep an eye open, just in case" Zoro finally said, once they'd laughed themselves soft and silly, "I'll try to relax." Immediately giving an enthusiastic, if slightly muffled agreement, Luffy began to 'chew' his way down Zoro's chest. While he avoided the bandages to the best of his ability, he made doubly sure to nibble a bit extra at all the places that caused Zoro to curse in a good way. "Hey! Fine, okay! You know what you're doing, now stoppit!" Once Luffy reached the soft inside of his right leg, even Zoro had to give up and asked for mercy. Since he was quivering with laughter and annoyance, and his manhood pleasantly firm to Luffy's curious fingers, Luffy counted it a complete success. Feeling emboldened, he lunged forward and more or less swallowed Zoro whole. It' wasn't the size of him that was a problem. Luffy learned to breathe around food years and years ago. Was around the time he had figured out that a gag-reflex was unnecessary when your throat was made of rubber and trained it away before it got in the way of another meal. But, though he wasn't a match for Sanji, Zoro wore heavy boots on his feet. When he flailed and kicked Luffy in the stomach, it became difficult to keep sucking and breathing and also remembering to not bit down as if Zoro was a drumstick (and he really didn't want to know what Chopper would have to say about applying bandages right there).While Luffy tried not to gag, Zoro seemed to have gotten his limbs under control. With a rough push, he forced Luffy away. "Shit, Luffy! Warn a man!" he choked out and folded his hands protectively over his bits. Waving his hand apologetically, Luffy tried to scoot backwards to avoid coughing right at Zoro. A stick poked him uncomfortably in the back and he pushed it away without looking.Shouldn't have done that, Luffy had time to think when his butt suddenly slid backwards. Still, he was seated and thus didn't move too much when the entire submarine tilted sharply nose-down. Zoro wasn't quite as lucky. With an undignified yelp, which turned into a choked-off groan, he fell hard into the controls. If it hadn't been for Luffy reflexes, his eyeball would have got an unfortunate close-up of Zoro's most personal 'sword' when that happened. The soldier dock must be deeper than Luffy had ever suspected, because it felt as if they just kept diving. Fumbling around behind his back, trying not to jar Zoro too badly, he tried to find whatever lever that could right them up again. Lights clicked on and off, the seat scooted back and, finally, Luffy managed to tilt them back. "Beeh, stupid submarine!" He leaned back and shot off a self-deprecating grin in Zoro's direction. When he saw his swordsman, however, Luffy felt his happy mood evaporate.Zoro stood half-naked, trousers bunched around his ankles. He should have looked hilarious. But Luffy's eyes were drawn to the two red spots that shone almost accusingly on his otherwise too pale face. Took in the beads of sweat on his forehead, and the way he was still leaning most of his body-weight against a console, a miniscule trembling in his hands. Sensing his worry, Zoro tried to speak. When he drew a breath something rattled in his chest. It was as if he had been broken, as if he...