Baby Daddy. {Thatch x Reader}

Confront Pops.

"JUSTICE RAINS FROM ABOVE~!" Marco playfully yells, causing little Acey to laugh loudly as you come down the stairs. The construction work is still going on and you've recently heard that it's for a 24 hour corner shop.

You have to keep telling yourself that's a good thing when they wake you up at the ass crack of dawn because when it opens, you can pick up diapers any time of the night. 

There's a supermarket up the road which is obviously where you prefer to shop since it's fresher stock but it closes at night time so you're kind of on a time limit. 

Upon entering the living room you find Marco playing that Overwatch game, playing as a chick that flies. And little Acey sat on uncle Ace's lap, watching the game with a massive grin plastered across his cute little face.

Yep, these guys are going to make him a gamer child.

"You gotta play as Mccree, he's Acey's favorite~!" The older Ace whines as he playfully bounces your baby on his knee, he's not wrong though. The little fella is a big fan of that cowboy, just like his uncle.

"He likes Pharah too, he isn't crying anymore yoi." You assume that they had the same problem as you did before and had to find a remedy, good thing they found it before he screamed the house down. "There, I'll change to Mccree now whilst I'm dead."

You then wonder where Thatch might be, he wasn't in bed with you and if Acey's awake, then Thatch should be around the house somewhere. Your silent question is answered when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and a bearded chin rest on top of your head.

"You're not getting much sleep either~?" Thatch's voice reaches your ears shortly after his touch welcomes you, a comforting warmth radiating from his body as he watches his brother play the game. "Watch that Lucio, he's trying to push you--"

Of course, the warning is too delayed and Marco's character has been bopped off the edge of the map and died because of this Lucio character. The blonde pulling a slightly peeved face but staying as Mccree nonetheless, exiting spawn to--to get pushed off the map by that Lucio again. Gotta love spawn campers. 

"SON OF A BITCH YOI!"

"Oi!" Thatch's voice immediately falling deep and threatening as he tenses up slightly. Even uncle Ace is being responsible for once, giving Marco a half-hearted nudge of the elbow to remind him that there is a baby sat beside him.

"There's a child present, you dumb fucker!"

Okay, Ace...what the hell?

"Oh smooth yoi, just blast off the f-word in his ear!"

Ding ding ding, Round 1.

"What f-word?!" 

"Fucker, are ya thick yoi??" 

By this point one of Thatch's arms had left your waist so he could drag his palm down his face in complete irritation and little Acey just laughing wickedly at his sailor-tongued uncles, clearly not understanding the argument at all.

However, the bickering is quick to end when someone comes in through the front door, he sounds fancy and new to you.

Apparently he's new to the brothers also, all three of them falling silent as they avert their eyes toward the voice. Newgate entering the room with a dark-haired man, the guy looks somewhat gothic. 

Who the hell?

"Ah, these are my boys. And that's my Thatch's fiancé." Pops exclaims excitedly, your eyes still glued to the man stood beside him. Although he's shorter than the old man, he's still rather tall and he has golden eyes. He doesn't look like any of pops' friends you've seen before. "Charlotte will want that money--"

"Who's Charlotte?" Ace questions as he rises from the couch, gently passing Acey over to Thatch before he makes his way to his old man. "Why are you giving this woman money?" Apparently Marco's not the only one concerned about a gold digging girlfriend. 

The blonde also rising to his feet and following hot on Ace's tail. "Yeah yoi, you've never spoken about her before." You notice the newcomer giving them pointed looks, as if he's silently telling them to mind their own business. Then his eyes find you, his brows furrowing slightly.

Why is he looking at me like I just killed his cat or something?

Once you look away from him, he averts his golden eyes back to Ace and Marco. It would seem that he doesn't appreciate being stared at. "C'mon you two, you can speak about this another time." Thatch urges, clearly not wanting to air his dirty laundry in front of this stranger. 

"You've grown, Thatch." The dark-haired man politely voices, apparently he isn't as much of a stranger as you had thought. "You were about 14 years old when I saw you last and now you have a child of your own? Time really does fly by." 

"Yeah, it's been a long time. Nice to see ya again, Mih--"

"How old is this Charlotte hag?" Ace's voice reaches your ears and his mannerisms going out the window, seems he's starting to get annoyed by the secrets now. He definitely shut both Thatch and Mihawk up with his blunt question though.

Pops sure isn't appreciating his tone either, his grey brows knitting together as he glares down at his freckled son. "I gotta wonder that too yoi, why keep her secret from us? You're not a teenager anymore, there's no need for this." 

Thatch letting out a loose sigh as he hands Acey over to Mihawk as if the boy is a parcel or something. "C'mon. We'll talk about it in the kitchen if you must discuss this now." The brunette grumbles as he ushers all three of them away, leaving you alone with the mysterious man. 

Thanks for that, Thatch. Love you too, you dick.

Taking a discreet peak at the guy, you immediately begin to ask yourself why Thatch dumped your baby on him. The man is looking at your child as if he's an alien, his arms wrapped around his tiny frame a little too tightly, as if he's afraid of dropping him or something. 

Acey doesn't seem to mind at all though, the little angel just reaching up to touch the man's black locks. "So...what's your name?" You smile nervously, silently cursing Thatch for not telling you about this stranger before to save you from this awkward situation. 

"Mihawk. And you must be [F/n], I've heard much about you." 

Well, at least one of us is aware of the other...

Before you have a chance to respond, he holds Acey out to you, the way Rafiki held Simba in the Lion King. This man has clearly never held a child before in his life, he looks terrified. Immediately you take your baby, holding him against your chest safely as you force back a giggle at Mihawk's expense. 

I haven't seen somebody act so bad with Acey since Luffy held him that one time.

"A biological kid?!" You hear from the kitchen, it sounded like a mix of all three boys. It would seem that pops just hit them with some shocking news or something along those lines. You plan to ask Thatch about it later. 

"Aren't you a little too smart for this family?" Mihawk suddenly questions quietly but still blunt enough to set you back a little, your brows knitting together as you look up at him with a face that seems to just scream fuck you. 

Well, aren't you pleasant.