Zoro

Zoro was lying on the couch, taking his nap as usual while you read the paperwork for your work. Although shortly after your reading was interrupted when you saw him sit up on the couch somewhat surprised and sleepy. He looked at you for a moment and then turned his gaze, scratching the back of his neck with a small blush. He wouldn't say it, but he had just had a dream where he held a little boy in his arms. Obviously a son of the two of you.