Zoro X Reader Tomorrow

You sat there in your bedroom, an open suitcase on the bed next to you, filled with clothes and all your belongings. The light of the moon snuck through the window and cotton blinds, illuminating the sorrowful expression on your face as you folded the last of your shirts and placed it into the suitcase.

You heard the muffled footsteps of your lover, Roronoa Zoro, approach the threshold of the door. You refused to look at him, knowing that if you did so, you would be overwhelmed with crippling sadness. Too many tears were shed over the years, too many fights.  After fighting, you guys would make up before heading to bed, but you would wake up the next morning filled with regret. You dreaded the day when you and Zoro would have to part, but in your heart, you felt like it was the only best option for the both of you. It was the only fair thing to do.

As the silence lingered, you heard Zoro sigh as he leaned against the frame of the door, making it creek. That door had felt so many slams, so many punches, that you feared the integrity of the door was faltered. Without looking at Zoro, you reached out to the lid of the suitcase and closed it, and latched the locks tightly. Tomorrow, you would leave. Tomorrow, you would put all the pain behind you. You could pull out a long list of all the painful moments you spent with this man, but you couldn't forget the happy ones either. When there was a moment of happiness, of time when the two of you were in sync, there was a glimmer of hope that everything would turn out alright.

But those hopes were shut away with the closing of your suitcase. There was no hope now, only one night. You wondered how you were going to spend this last night with the man you loved...

Zoro answered your question by walking up to you and gently taking your hand in his. He pulled you to your feet and brought you close to him. The warmth of his body, his familiar scent, his touch....it brought back the memories of happy times. Slowly, Zoro began to lead you into a slow dance, a hand on your hip and the other holding your hand. You rested your head on his chest, and followed his movements.

This blissful moment, made your heart heat up with a special warmth. It made you happy, even for just a little while, to have Zoro hold you like this. So happy, in fact, that you began to cry. A few hot tears escaped you and dripped down your cheeks. However, before they could hit the floor, Zoro lifted your chin so that you faced him. He bent down and kissed away your tears. But he didn't remove his lips from your face, he kept kissing your cheeks, slowly drifting down to your lips. Slowly, he pressed his hot lips against yours. Deliberately making his actions slow, giving you plenty of opportunities to deny him, but you wanted this. You wanted at least this one night of love.

He broke the kiss, and rose up to your ear, whispering "I'm going to love you like there's no tomorrow."

You blushed as the warmth in your heart grew hotter. You brought your hands up to his cheeks and brought his lips back to yours, kissing him more passionately than before. Zoro gave a small smile before wrapping his arms around your lower back, his hands resting on your hips, just barely above your butt. No errors were going to be made tonight. Everything was going to be perfect.

You spent the rest of the night in the warm embrace of Zoro, when you awoke the next morning, the pair of you were both entangled in the sheets. Zoro was still asleep, as you gently removed yourself from the bed and got dressed. You picked up your luggage and made one look back at the sleeping Zoro before you. Did this really have to be the end? Dammit, you loved the marimo so damn much you couldn't stand it! Was it really ok to just pick up your bags and leave? You sighed and put your bags back down and went to the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee. Zoro gave up his dream to be with you, but all this time it just felt like one big regret. You walked into the kitchen and found a vase full of roses and a ring attached to a bow.