Two Lines (Shanks x yn)

3. Okay, what now?

'I'm pregnant. I'm sorry' I stuttered. Even looking him dead in the eyes while saying it, I couldn't help stuttering the words. I could feel tears welling in my eyes again. I could see Shanks was about to say something but my emotions came over me and I interrupted him, not wanting to hear what he had to say. I wasn't ready to hear it.

'Being pregnant as a pirate is a huge risk. I would be jeopardising the crew, everyone's dreams, putting myself in danger constantly. We are wanted criminals and everyone knows about us. Just let me leave now. Pretend like you didn't see me and I'll go, far away from here. Somewhere that you won't find me and live a normal life. I've already worked out how to hide my identity with changing my appearance. I can do this on my own. Please just let me leave'. I couldn't tell if what I said came out harsh or if I even sounded clear while saying it. My anxiety was through the roof and all I wanted to do was run.

I looked down at the ground. My hands were trembling. I honestly couldn't even recognise myself in this moment. Being emotional scared the hell out of me.

The silence was so deafening, I could hear all the insects around us chirping. Then after what felt like forever, Shanks spoke.

'Is it mine?' he asked.

I looked up at him. Under the moonlight he looked so incredibly handsome. He was looking at me with a tender gaze and I knew deep down he knew it was his. He just wanted to hear me say it.

'Yes. You're the only person I've been with for a long time' I replied hesitantly.

I mean it was true. The last time I had been intimate with anyone was a year ago when we docked at an island where there were more pirates than regular people. The crew got drunk at the local bar and some pirate from another crew hit on me. I'd never seen him before and thought, fuck it, I'll probably never see him again. He was hot and the whiskey on our breaths was turning me on so we left and found an old barn to do it in. Classy, I know. Right after, we said our goodbyes and I went back to the ship. Like I said, we are pirates. Unless you have a relationship with someone in your crew, there is no way to have any functioning relationship with anyone outside of it. The rest of the crew would pick up girls every so often but it wasn't their main reason for drinking. We all just liked to let loose after being at sea for weeks on end.

'Hmmm. Well now we are in a predicament y/n. You're pregnant and trying to run away with my kid. Maybe I should lock you up in your room' Shanks said with a smile on his face and his arm crossed over his chest.

I just looked at him with astonishment. Did he really just say that? What kind of reply is that anyway?

'No one is locking anyone up. What are you even talking about?' I growled. This audacity of this man. I know he was probably joking but why was he not angry at me? It wasn't the reaction I was expecting.

'Let me tell you something hun. There is no where you could go in this world that I couldn't find you. You may think you could hide from me, change your appearance or your name but I will always find you.' And with that, Shanks looked at me as if he had said the most iconic mic drop known to man. Asshole. I could disappear if I put my mind to it.

'Why aren't you angry? This completely ruins the crews plans, your plans. I will become a burden on everyone. Why can't you just yell at me and let me leave? Tell me how much you don't want this baby. It'll make it easier to walk away if you said all of this'. There I was crying again. Pregnancy hormones are rough. Why was I getting upset that he wasn't saying all of this to me?

Shanks took a step toward me. I was directly under him now, his chest was practically in my face. He then knelt down and looked directly at my stomach. I had a tight short sleeve dress on with combat boots and my stomach was very flat due to barely eating for weeks because of morning sickness.

Shanks stared at my belly with the same tender gaze he gave me just a moment ago. All I could do was watch as he just stared. He then did something that I didn't really expect from one of the Emperors of the Sea. He placed his forehead on my stomach and said 'Stop giving your mum a hard time, she's lost so much weight and needs to eat to stay healthy and strong to grow you.'

And cue the tears again. I was a mess. Hearing that broke down whatever walls I had up and I finally let go. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I didn't even realise Shanks had picked me up, bridal style, grabbed my bag and started walking back to the ship. I cried and cried and eventually I must have passed out at some point because I woke up the next morning in my bed.

*morning*

The sun shined straight into my room and onto my face. My eyes fluttered open and I could tell they were puffy from crying so much. But I was in my room.. on the ship.. the next day? Confused, I hopped out of bed. Looking around I saw that my packed duffel bag was on my chair at my desk and it all came flooding back. Running away, Shanks finding me and me bawling my eyes out the whole time. Crap.

I crept out of my room, turned the corner and literally ran into Lucky, the ships cook.

'Hey sleepy head. How much did you drink last night? I swear you weren't with us drinking but you are the last one to wake up. Foods outside, grab some before it's gone' and with that, he walked away.

So Shanks didn't mention anything to anyone? Was I dreaming? Maybe it was all a dream. Then I gagged at the smell of bacon and realised that it wasn't a dream and I was indeed pregnant. Okay, what now?

Deep in thought I stood in the corridor until a big figure stood before me. It was Ben, Shanks's right hand man. A man of few words but a strong, dedicated and loyal man to Shanks and the crew.

'You're awake. Captains looking for you. He's in his office' and with that, Ben walked right past me. So maybe Shanks told him? I guess I had to face this head on and find out.