#edit: moved the readmore higher up to where i meant it to be kjshgdfg

[camels-pen]

For the prompt thing:

How about Sanji or Zoro being jealous of how much time the other spends with Usopp.

Or

Zoro/Sanji being impressed by how skilled Usopp is because he saves him/them in battle or something.

(Your writing is really good btw)

thank you for the prompts 💚 and im glad you like my writing :D

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There was a tremble in his arms. In his bones.

The beating of his heart drowned out everything else. Nothing but the odd bump babump bababump.

His body started to feel light. His head too.

His vision flickered a moment. Then two. Hearing was next, he thought, but he wasn’t sure.

Just as his breathing stuttered, his vision was filled with brown boots.

Someone was calling his name. Someone familiar.

He looked up.

Oh.

“Zoro! Hey!” The familiar voice and distant sound of rapidly growing plants soothed his aches like a balm. “Answer me, you bastard!”

“‘ere,” he said, fighting against his fluttering eyelid. “‘m awake.”

“Good! You better stay awake until I get you to Chopper!” Usopp shouted, readying his slingshot with a quick glance backwards. Zoro went to nod, but nearly sent himself falling over.

At some point, he’d ended up on his knees, swords on the ground next to him in a loose grip. He didn’t remember that happening. Regardless, he wouldn’t leave Usopp to fight alone no matter how much blood he’d lost. He started to tighten his grip, to pick himself up, but paused when Usopp spoke again.

“Don’t, you idiot! Let me handle them!” 

He looked up again. “Not leaving you to—”

“Give me a break,” Usopp said with a laugh, letting another shot fly. Moments later, a line of bamboo shot up out of the ground followed by pained screams. He turned and jabbed a thumb in his chest. “These guys are hardly a challenge for the Great Usopp!”

“Not them…” Zoro trailed off. He gritted his teeth, the pain forcing him to stay conscious. “Big fish,” he said quickly, quietly.

Usopp squatted in front of him. He lightly patted Zoro’s arms and chest, not enough to really do an injury check, rather just brushing over the larger and more visible wounds all across his front. Usopp’s gaze stayed on Zoro’s. “I know,” he whispered. “I can feel them too.”

“Feel—?” Zoro’s eyes widened. “Usopp, when did—?”

“Later, okay?” Usopp gave him a soft grin. “For now, just let me handle this.”

And what was Zoro to say to that, except, “She turns into a bloodsucking gnat.” 

“Mosquito, I’m a mosquito!” shouted the gnat woman, her voice echoing across the clearing. “And quit flirting, it’s annoying!”

This was the moment where Usopp’s knees would start to shake, or his entire body would tremble, or he would start muttering about how he didn’t want to die from a gnat woman. 

Instead, Usopp simply held his gaze and cupped his cheeks. Zoro hardly noticed the blood on his palms, through the warmth seeping into his skin. “I’ll take you to Chopper soon, don’t pass out until then.”

There was a kiss on his forehead. Then another to his bleeding temple. A third, above his left eyebrow, at the tip of his scar. Zoro’s brows furrowed. “‘Sopp?”

Usopp shushed him lightly and continued, slow and unhurried. He pressed a kiss between Zoro’s brows and Zoro couldn’t help it. His face smoothed out and he started to relax under Usopp’s attention. “Thought… wanted me to… awake?” he said, his aim for an irritated grumble completely missed and came out more like a contented sigh. 

Still, Usopp stayed silent. Zoro’s eyelid was fluttering again, but he could recognize the determination in his eyes.

“That’s it!” the gnat woman shouted. “You’re dead!”

There was a high pitched zipping sound and Zoro stiffened. “She’s com—”

In one swift movement, Usopp turned and fired. The gnat woman made some kind of choked noise and Zoro heard a series of small thuds before she skidded close enough for him to see. There was a trickle of blood running down her face and a rather large indent in her temple. One of Usopp’s Lead Stars was rolling around, not far away.

Zoro’s eye widened. He knew Usopp was good—he never doubted his ability in sniping—but that was… wow. The woman was about the size of a Tontatta, yet Usopp knocked her out of her high speed attack like it was nothing. And with a single shot, no less.

Although, he shouldn't be surprised. He huffed in place of a laugh. What was that line Usopp used to say?

“Even a mouse’s eye,” Zoro said, sheathing his swords. “You’re amazing… you know that?”

Usopp sputtered, turning back to Zoro. “I’ll take the compliment, but please don’t bring up Sogeking. I’m strong enough to not need him anymore!” he said, practically whining. 

“You are,” Zoro said, the words easy and immediate. “Strong enough to show off, even.”

“Ah, that was—” Usopp scratched his cheek, looking away.“I-I needed to draw her out, and I thought it’d be fitting, y’know? After seeing the way she was hurting you with her tricks.” 

Liar, Zoro thought fondly. Aloud, he said, “We should kiss.”

Usopp laughed, his face splitting into a brilliant smile. “Sorry Zoro, you know the rules. Make outs are for after medical treatment.” 

Zoro grumbled. Chopper wasn’t even here and Zoro wasn’t about to kick it. “You shouldn’t listen to him as much.”

“You should listen to him more.”

Usopp hoisted Zoro into his arms with ease, one hand under his knees and one around his shoulders. Zoro rested his head against Usopp’s chest with a sigh. “S’rry,” he mumbled, the fight against unconsciousness growing harder with each step his boyfriend took. 

“Apology not accepted.” Usopp leaned down to leave a peck on his nose. “I’ll come to your rescue anytime, just like I know you’ll come to mine.”