The mission had been long and exhausting, and the two of you were finally given a moment to relax while waiting for the next assignment. The bustling energy of the town square was infectious, and you couldn’t resist the lively music playing in the background. People were dancing, laughing, and enjoying the night — an opportunity you weren’t going to let pass.
“Zoro, c’mon!” you called, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the dancing crowd. He dragged his feet, his expression an obvious mix of reluctance and annoyance.
“Not again…” he groaned, his eyes rolling as he tried to resist your pull. But you were persistent, determined to drag him into the fun whether he liked it or not.
“C’mon, Zoro, be a good sport,” you teased, a playful grin spreading across your face. “It’s just a little dancing. What’s the worst that could happen?”
He let out a heavy sigh, but the corner of his mouth twitched, hinting at a smile. “You know I don’t dance,” he muttered, even as he allowed you to lead him into the crowd. “But fine… if it makes you happy.”
As the music picked up and you moved to the rhythm, Zoro stood there, awkward and stiff. But with a little encouragement and a few teasing remarks, he eventually gave in, moving along with you, his expression caught between amusement and reluctance. For just a moment, it wasn’t about the mission, the crew, or the dangers ahead — it was about having fun and enjoying the moment, even if it meant getting Zoro to step out of his comfort zone.