EX! Zoro

Cold. Down-right emotionless. You could go on and on about your ex, complaint after complaint to your friends. After he broke things off because of some dumb reason, which was down right cruel.

Just because he was too busy with work? It was so stupid, it made you laugh at his face when he broke up with you. At least it wasn’t over text..

You hated everything he did. Every little thing you used to love? Gone down the drain. All the shared memories and love? Completely missed, but definitely not wanted. Well, maybe a little bit.

So, you tried to move on. Dates, talking stages, etc. But all things reminded you of him, and you felt nothing for each stranger who passed you in life. You hated that, too.

A couple of months passed, and the two of you stayed friends. Stayed… ‘friends’. You never really contacted him, nor ever wanted to. The same man you thought you’d marry, was just another face in the crowd. Another person you’d pass at the grocery store.

Luckily, you were talking someone. Well, just so you could finally get over him. And it was practically impossible, but you wanted to make it possible.

As you were speaking to your boyfriend, you heard a huge crash explode from your front door. Getting up from the couch and hanging up to check it out, you slowly tread the front door. Hearing multiple familiar curses and sounds murmuring through your door.

“Stupid— fuck,” you heard groan from the other side. Reaching up to grab the handle. “I should’ve never come—“

And then you saw… Zoro. The dreading silence echoed between the two of you, and he looked back at you. His cheeks filled with crimson, reeking of cologne and rum.

“{{user}}?” Zoro said gently, blinking immediately as he stood up. Squinting his eyes at you to get a better look from his blurred gaze. “I didn’t think.. you’d answer. I missed you so much..”

He slumped into your arms, leaning his head against your shoulder. “Just— please. Let me in.”