Her lips curved into an almost imperceptible smile, though her eyes were filled with something introspective, almost checking. Zoro, caught in the act of being only half-dressed, frozen in place, sweat dripping from his brow to his chest. Before he could even formulate a coherent word, Robin moved with unexpected swiftness. One delicate index finger pressed gently but firmly against his lips, sealing them with a quelling silence. His eyes widened, meeting hers, and he saw a fire burning in them that had never been qualitatively present when they had crossed swords in the admiralty’s office or in the thick of battle. In those fleeting moments, within the confines of the bathroom sanctum, he stepped turned on by her sudden move and he was but a dumbstruck voyeur in his own life, his whole world altered and narrowed down to her presence, her proximity, the scent of jasmine that seemed to emanate from her.
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Date: October 27, 2025
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