Figuring it Out [Whitebeard Pirates x Child? Reader]

9. Think before you speak.

-February 13th

M/n had been stuck with Marco helping him. As much as he hated it, he also very much appreciated it. Though, he would show it in the weirdest ways. Like now. Marco had sat down next to M/n so he could reapply Neosporin to the blistering areas along with the still more frost-nipped areas. Rewrapping them once done. What caught everyone off guard was the lack of Fuss from M/n. 

Luffy had gone out with Thatch for something... Refusing to tell M/n. Though, M/n did have a feeling it was going to be something he wasn't fond of. Marco snapped his fingers in front of M/n, grabbing the boy's attention. 

"Does it hurt-yoi?" Marco hummed, pressing down on a part of his leg, M/n bit his tongue and nodded. Sure that he was going to cuss Marco out. Marco apologized before Finishing wrapping M/ns leg. M/n had been stuck to their couch for the past three days. With constant medical treatment from Marco. Milo only swinging by every other day. Marco stayed seated next to M/n, turning on the Tv and putting a show on. He honestly didn't care which one, he just needed background noise.

"Your family is weird..." M/n mumbled, not liking the quietness.

"You'll get used to us eventually-yoi... And We aren't all that bad you know." Marco glanced at M/n, noticing him rearranging the blankets, Marco stifled his laughter once he saw how M/n had turned it into a nest of sorts.

"Shut up. I haven't had blankets in years..." M/n glared at Marco, The blonde man's face fell

"what do you mean-yoi?"

"I always gave them to Milo since he can't generate Extra heat like I can." M/n huddled further into the nest of blankets, the only thing poking out is his eyes. His hand reaching out of the nest and reach back, grabbing the out-of-place piece of blanket and placing it on his head... M/n had completely covered himself in the blanket, leaving enough room for his eyes to peer out.

(I have done this. and It is unimaginably satisfying and comfy, Makes ya feel safe as well ~Author Guy)

"Comfy-yoi?"

"mhm... You shall not speak of this." M/n grumbled, Marco couldn't hold it in, the final straw was watching M/ns eyes slowly look at him. "SHUT IT PINEAPPLE!" 

Marco continued to laugh despite the insult. His laughter slowly died down, catching his breath, "You should listen to Milo-yoi" Marco hummed,

"Hey, I listened to him by coming here. That's enough listening to him for the next god knows how long..."

"...Is Milo the little angel on your shoulder-yoi?" Marco was about to start laughing again

"Shut. It. Don't make me give you electrotherapy!" 

"Okay, Okay-yoi" Marco kept a hand over his mouth, small giggles and chuckles would escape and only worsen when he saw M/n's eyes stare at him from the corner of his eye. M/n was fed up with the blonde man's attitude. Standing up on shaky and hurting legs, Destroying his little blanket nest of comfortability. Producing just enough static electricity to make all of Marco's hair stand up completely. Marco's eyes widened, M/n pushed Marco down, screwing up the blonde's hairdo even more. Marco laughed and 'fought' back. Ace and Sabo Peeked their heads into the room to see what all the commotion was. 

Sabo and Ace smirked, snapping pictures of the play fight. Marco was being careful and extremely gentle. Over the 3 days that M/n had been in their house Marco had been changing M/ns bandages twice daily while treating the more severe blisters with his own powers. Albeit while M/n was asleep so he didn't freak him out.

Marco's smile was huge, watching as M/n tried to push him further into the couch. Marco's entire hand was able to cover M/ns face, only making Marco laugh harder.