Beneath the Moon (Thatch x reader)

The Bar

You looked between Kid and Killer and sighed, "Will one of you bring the big idiot's arm to the shop when you come so I can work on it when I have time, I'm heading out now, I need a good drive to clear my mind after all this bullshit the two of you sprung on me. Not to mention I really need to give my baby a tune up today."

Once you arrived at the shop you opened up and got to work on your bike before quickly moving to the list of vehicles that had piled up from you having closed up shop for a few days. You worked in silence even after Kid and Killer showed up at the shop, while they stopped for lunch you moved your attention to Kid's prosthetic. Slowly you began to take it apart, looking over every little piece as you removed it to see if it would be able to be fixed or if it would need replaced completely.

Thatch had walked into the shop and saw you in the back, as he made his way in your direction Kid suddenly stood in his way. Kid looked back at you before speaking quietly making sure not to disturb your work, "What do you need Thatch?"

He glanced back at you quietly he replied, "I was hoping to speak with y/n for a minute..."

"Not going to happen." Killer said as he walked up and stood next to Kid.

"Since when did you two speak for her? Killer I can understand but last time I heard you were trying to get her out of the shop Kid."

"Look, she's busy right now. Not only that but she is in a foul mood from whatever happened before she came home and from finding out some stuff last night and this morning as well."

"If you really want to talk to her, I'd come back another day." Killer added in as he began to usher Thatch out of the building.

Without looking back you yelled at Kid, "How the hell did you manage to even damage this part Kid?! What the fuck were you and Killer up to that ended up with this being so damn damaged." Groaning you tossed a broken piece towards the junk pile, "I swear I'll kill you after I get this damn thing fixed. This is going to take way longer than I thought it would."

Thatch looked back at you one last time before bringing his attention to Killer, "Look I'm not trying to start any problems with her, but I really need to talk to her soon. It is kind of important so can you let me know when she has some free time, please?"

Killer looked from you to Thatch a couple of times before finally nodding, "Fine, I'll do that but just don't keep leading her on."

"I'm not...wait what do..."

"Killer! I need you to check something in the back! Can you see if we have a spare joint from when I first designed his arm there should be a box back there labeled Kid's arm, the damn fool somehow got that smashed as well."

"I'll go check in a second!"

For the next three weeks Thatch would stop by the garage only to be turned away by Kid and Killer, you were so focused on Kid's arm that you put in headphones to listen to music so that it would be easier to focus without distractions. At the beginning of the fourth week you found yourself finally putting his arm back together when you heard Thatch speaking with Killer, you froze for a second before continuing what you were doing. Your heart was pounding in your chest and you were desperately trying to focus, it had been about four weeks since your encounter with him and as much as you tried to push it out of your mind it was always there playing on repeat when you didn't keep yourself busy.

"Elder sister!!" you whipped your head around with a huge smile when you heard your name called.

"Dive! What brings you by the shop today?" You bent down as she ran to you and wrapped her arms around your neck.