[Ow. But only because the sudden jostling motion combined with Sanji tipping backwards results in a sharp, painful throb shooting through his head that has him grimacing. He manfully ignores it, though, instead arching his eyebrows at Zoro.]
What, you're a shitty cat now?
[Yeah, having a minute to get situated might've been nice, geez, but he can work with this. Luckily he wasn't wearing a suit jacket, and it's easy to reach up and jerk his tie loose. Some more squirming and shifting (and pushing at the dead weight that is Zoro to momentarily give him some space to move) allows him to kick his shoes off and pull his legs up onto the couch until they're mostly under Zoro, spread just enough that the man is resting between them.
When he's finally done and in about as comfortable a position as he can manage, he just huffs.]
You're fucking heavy.
[He's not, really, it's just a very new feeling having Zoro flopped on top of him like this. Sanji's hand finds Zoro's hair again, absently combing through it while he lets his gaze drift away to focus on nothing in particular.]
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What, you're a shitty cat now?
[Yeah, having a minute to get situated might've been nice, geez, but he can work with this. Luckily he wasn't wearing a suit jacket, and it's easy to reach up and jerk his tie loose. Some more squirming and shifting (and pushing at the dead weight that is Zoro to momentarily give him some space to move) allows him to kick his shoes off and pull his legs up onto the couch until they're mostly under Zoro, spread just enough that the man is resting between them.
When he's finally done and in about as comfortable a position as he can manage, he just huffs.]
You're fucking heavy.
[He's not, really, it's just a very new feeling having Zoro flopped on top of him like this. Sanji's hand finds Zoro's hair again, absently combing through it while he lets his gaze drift away to focus on nothing in particular.]
...I'm not planning on getting up anytime soon.