Zoro B-Day Prompt Request
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dethoratsFor brian_kun, who wanted "I want FIC in the alt U where Luffy has set up a party without Zoro knowing. Nami can help to try and hold back as much damage as she can. XD"
Title: Surprise
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Luffy/Zoro, Nami/Luffy/Zoro
Word Count: 850
Note: AU
There was absolutely nothing worse than Luffy in a genuine pout for not getting what he wanted. It was a devastatingly terrible idea but nobody could say she hadn’t tried her best to dissuade him. “Fine,” she said, throwing up her hands when Luffy’s lower lip trembled and his eyes got even bigger, round with pleading and shining with the beginning of tears. “But don’t you dare blame me when this goes wrong.”
It was a kind thought, Luffy wanting to throw Zoro a surprise party, but his idea of venue was lacking to say the least. But you couldn’t tell him that. Too old for Chuck E. Cheese to let him have a party, Luffy had turned to the next closest thing. But that had been their local Pizza Hut and Zoro was definitely not going to turning ten or anything. It was more proof of just how much of a kid Luffy was at heart and his grin had seemed to stretch from ear to ear when Nami called and reserved the back room.
He hadn’t noticed the looks of disbelief or the comments that assumed it was all some sort of farce as he invited their friends, and Nami had fielded far too many phone calls explaining that, no, Luffy really was serious and yes, they had better bring presents or they’d have to tell the eager teenager why they hadn’t. As for Zoro, he was ignorant of the whole idea, seeing as it was a surprise, but he sure got a lot of weird looks as his birthday neared, enough that he was beginning to think something was up.
When Nami bundled him into her car, Luffy chuckling to himself in the backseat, Zoro had known SOMETHING was up. But as they pulled into the local Pizza Hut, he’d visibly relaxed. If it was just the three of them going out, that was okay. Pizza Hut was kind of cheap and a little weird, but, eh, Nami was stingy. Then they went inside.
The loud cry of “surprise” from the party room, especially in adult voices, had the whole restaurant craning around to look. Zoro had flushed, the reddest Nami had ever seen him, and gaped like a fish and then Luffy had glomped him from behind.
“Happy Birthday Zoro! I threw you a party!”
For a beat Zoro couldn’t say anything and Nami got ready to stamp on his feet but then he managed to redeem himself. His smile was small and a little sickly but he took Luffy’s hand and let himself be pulled towards the back of the restaurant.
Pizza, a bunch of rowdy high school and college students, and three arcade games from the early 1990s didn’t really make for much of a party. Fortunately Pizza Hut was one of the few fast food joints with a liquor license and it was that one feature that really redeemed the evening. Pitcher after pitcher of cheap Bud Light flowed into the party room, everyone but the very youngest – Luffy and Usopp since they were still only seventeen – getting wasted and louder and louder. Nami, in commiseration with Zoro, even joined in on the drinking contest and they were the last two still standing when the staff of the Pizza Hut presented them with – all things considered – a fairly reasonable tab and proceeded to kick them out so they could close for the night. Luffy, who’d been two levels away from beating Star Fox, whined in protest and then deftly took the keys to Nami’s car.
Somehow they all survived and made it back to their apartment in one piece, leaving a trail of gag gifts and cheap presents in their wake as Nami and Zoro leaned on each other as they staggered back to the bedroom. Nami collapsed onto the chair and Zoro fell on the bed and it was then that Luffy pounced.
“Did you have a good birthday, Zoro?”
“I…I actually did. Thanks Luffy.”
Nami watched, her eyes only half open, as Luffy slithered up the bed to drape himself over Zoro’s back.
“I got one more present for you, if you want it.” And Luffy gave a little shimmy of his hips and Nami sat up straighter in her chair.
She watched then, her skirt hiked up around her hips and her hand tucked beneath the waistband of her thong as Luffy stripped their older lover, got him on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed, and slipped a lubed finger into his body. Zoro had always been a largely silent partner but the liquor, or else this reversal of positions, must have loosened his tongue. It was damn hot, some of the moans and deep sighs coming from Zoro’s throat, and his eyes locked onto hers when Luffy finally thrust inside.
Later, still a bit drunk and definitely tired and sticky, they all flopped into their usual tangle of limbs and fell asleep. In the morning, Luffy couldn’t stop laughing as Nami and Zoro moved around like zombies and nursed their hangovers.
brian_kun, who wanted "I want FIC in the alt U where Luffy has set up a party without Zoro knowing. Nami can help to try and hold back as much damage as she can. XD"Title: Surprise
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Luffy/Zoro, Nami/Luffy/Zoro
Word Count: 850
Note: AU
There was absolutely nothing worse than Luffy in a genuine pout for not getting what he wanted. It was a devastatingly terrible idea but nobody could say she hadn’t tried her best to dissuade him. “Fine,” she said, throwing up her hands when Luffy’s lower lip trembled and his eyes got even bigger, round with pleading and shining with the beginning of tears. “But don’t you dare blame me when this goes wrong.”
It was a kind thought, Luffy wanting to throw Zoro a surprise party, but his idea of venue was lacking to say the least. But you couldn’t tell him that. Too old for Chuck E. Cheese to let him have a party, Luffy had turned to the next closest thing. But that had been their local Pizza Hut and Zoro was definitely not going to turning ten or anything. It was more proof of just how much of a kid Luffy was at heart and his grin had seemed to stretch from ear to ear when Nami called and reserved the back room.
He hadn’t noticed the looks of disbelief or the comments that assumed it was all some sort of farce as he invited their friends, and Nami had fielded far too many phone calls explaining that, no, Luffy really was serious and yes, they had better bring presents or they’d have to tell the eager teenager why they hadn’t. As for Zoro, he was ignorant of the whole idea, seeing as it was a surprise, but he sure got a lot of weird looks as his birthday neared, enough that he was beginning to think something was up.
When Nami bundled him into her car, Luffy chuckling to himself in the backseat, Zoro had known SOMETHING was up. But as they pulled into the local Pizza Hut, he’d visibly relaxed. If it was just the three of them going out, that was okay. Pizza Hut was kind of cheap and a little weird, but, eh, Nami was stingy. Then they went inside.
The loud cry of “surprise” from the party room, especially in adult voices, had the whole restaurant craning around to look. Zoro had flushed, the reddest Nami had ever seen him, and gaped like a fish and then Luffy had glomped him from behind.
“Happy Birthday Zoro! I threw you a party!”
For a beat Zoro couldn’t say anything and Nami got ready to stamp on his feet but then he managed to redeem himself. His smile was small and a little sickly but he took Luffy’s hand and let himself be pulled towards the back of the restaurant.
Pizza, a bunch of rowdy high school and college students, and three arcade games from the early 1990s didn’t really make for much of a party. Fortunately Pizza Hut was one of the few fast food joints with a liquor license and it was that one feature that really redeemed the evening. Pitcher after pitcher of cheap Bud Light flowed into the party room, everyone but the very youngest – Luffy and Usopp since they were still only seventeen – getting wasted and louder and louder. Nami, in commiseration with Zoro, even joined in on the drinking contest and they were the last two still standing when the staff of the Pizza Hut presented them with – all things considered – a fairly reasonable tab and proceeded to kick them out so they could close for the night. Luffy, who’d been two levels away from beating Star Fox, whined in protest and then deftly took the keys to Nami’s car.
Somehow they all survived and made it back to their apartment in one piece, leaving a trail of gag gifts and cheap presents in their wake as Nami and Zoro leaned on each other as they staggered back to the bedroom. Nami collapsed onto the chair and Zoro fell on the bed and it was then that Luffy pounced.
“Did you have a good birthday, Zoro?”
“I…I actually did. Thanks Luffy.”
Nami watched, her eyes only half open, as Luffy slithered up the bed to drape himself over Zoro’s back.
“I got one more present for you, if you want it.” And Luffy gave a little shimmy of his hips and Nami sat up straighter in her chair.
She watched then, her skirt hiked up around her hips and her hand tucked beneath the waistband of her thong as Luffy stripped their older lover, got him on his hands and knees in the middle of the bed, and slipped a lubed finger into his body. Zoro had always been a largely silent partner but the liquor, or else this reversal of positions, must have loosened his tongue. It was damn hot, some of the moans and deep sighs coming from Zoro’s throat, and his eyes locked onto hers when Luffy finally thrust inside.
Later, still a bit drunk and definitely tired and sticky, they all flopped into their usual tangle of limbs and fell asleep. In the morning, Luffy couldn’t stop laughing as Nami and Zoro moved around like zombies and nursed their hangovers.
