Beneath the Moon (Thatch x reader)

Beneath the Moon

Pops smiled as you walked into the house with Thatch, the two of you joking light heartedly, "It's nice to see you lass, it's been a while since you were here last."

"The shops been busy lately not to mention my idiot brother broke his prosthetic, so I had to practically rebuild it from the ground up with how damaged it was."

Thatch nudge you in the direction of Pops while he headed to the kitchen, making your way over to the couch you heard him laugh, "I'm not sure who is more destructive that brother of yours or Ace and Luffy! How have you been lass we've missed having you around the house lately those three boys wouldn't stop complaining that you hadn't come to see them and don't get me started on Thatch moping around the house because you wouldn't talk to him."

Thatch voice yelled out from the kitchen, "I was not moping!"

"Gurarara! You were most definitely moping my boy! Now lass back to you, how are you doing?"

Rubbing the back of your neck you sighed, "I've been better it's been a rough night..."

Pops' phone rang and as he looked down at it he frowned, "My apologies lass I need to take this."

Smiling you waved him off, "Don't let me keep you from business."

You sat there scrolling through your phone, numerous messages from Kid and Killer asking and demanding to know where you were sighing you quickly responded to both of them letting them know that you were fine and with Thatch, though you couldn't help but wonder why they were so concerned about where you were since they obviously saw Thatch carry you out of the bar. It wasn't long until your curiosity got the better of you and you meandered into the kitchen, slowly you snuck up behind Thatch and right as you were about to grab his sides to scare him he turned running directly into you. He reacted quickly as he grabbed ahold of you and managed to twist so he hit the floor first with you on top of him.

He groaned before looking at you, "You alright? Didn't get hurt, did you?"

"Are you seriously more worried about me..." Sighing you attempted to roll out of Thatch's arms, but he just held onto you tighter, "I'm fine really Thatch, it was my fault in the first place I was going to try to scare you. Are you alright?"

He chuckled, "A slight sore back but as long as you're safe a little back pain won't hurt me any." He finally let go and you rolled off before helping him up off the floor as well, "I thought you were still out talking with Pops."

"He had a phone call to take, though he didn't look happy about it. I got curious and decided to see what you were up to and since your back was turned, I decided I'd try to scare you, but well you know how that went." You giggled as you leaned against the counter.

"Always causing trouble ever since we were kids..."

"Hey now I take that as an insult it was always Marco and you that were getting me into trouble! I'm never the one who..."

Thatch shoved a piece of chicken into your mouth to get you to quiet down, "Okay, okay, I get it it was us who caused all the trouble."

"Well, that was rude, delicious but rude."

He looked at you and rolled his eyes before smirking, "I mean, you know what never mind. Food is done go pick something to watch."

Following behind him you questioned, "You mean what?"

"Nothing, let's just eat before it gets cold."

"But Thatchy! I want to know what you were going to say."

"Y/n, just let it go and find something to watch." Puffing out your cheeks and plopping down on the couch you crossed your arms and looked away from him in a mini tantrum, he sighed, "Fine I'll go find something." After he had put something on, he looked back to see you happily munching on a piece of chicken, "Do you want something to drink?"