Baby Daddy. {Thatch x Reader}

The Final Result.

"What kind of name is Weasel anyway?" Ace grumbles as he awaits pops' return, the old man is on his way to collect the DNA results. He agreed to bring them back before reading them so everyone can find out as a family.

"His name is Tweedil." Sabo corrects, of course he is also wrong. Causing both Marco and Ace to smirk, the two apparently still not planning to welcome the newcomer with open arms if he does turn out to be pops' son.

"It's Weevil." Thatch finally puts his brothers straight as he enters the room, he had just put Acey down for his nap so you've finally got a few hours to relax before he awakens again. Luckily for you, he has learnt to snooze right through the construction works that are still going on.

Charlotte Linlin sure took her time with this DNA test too, it has been 2 weeks and despite all the stress everybody, including yourself is feeling, you've still managed to teach little Ace how to walk but he still can't talk yet.

Although your midwife, Nico Robin, said it's completely common and that it's nothing at all to worry about, he'll talk when he's ready. 

"Shishishi~! Does Weevil look like a bug~?"

"He's...well, round like one..." Thatch being fully honest here but you can tell he doesn't want to admit such a thing, probably feeling guilty for pops if anything. Although the conversation soon becomes of disinterest to you when Thatch bends over to pick up some of Acey's toys that are scattered around the floor.

That man sure has a nice ass. Or at least you would think so if the baby monitor wasn't tucked into the back pocket of his pants, half blocking your view. 

Damn you, baby monitor.

Apparently a certain raven has caught you staring also, Ace smirking at you from afar and giving you that look that seems to scream 'pervert'. 

"So, [F/n]." The freckled goon begins, already causing your eyes to roll as you offer him a subtle hum, signalling that you're listening. "Do you call Thatch daddy during sex now that you have an excuse to~?"

And there it is. 

Sabo only cringing at the question and Marco blinking for a moment before his expression falls back into the bored-looking one he's usually wearing. You also notice Luffy's brows quirking, seems the boy doesn't understand the whole daddy ordeal, thankfully.

Finally there's Thatch, as calm as ever. Only smirking faintly as he side-eyes you, awaiting your response. "Who says I needed an excuse to call him that~?" You crudely jest, giving your fiancé a subtle wink in the process just to tease further and it seems to have worked.

Ace looking as if he wishes he had never asked, the poor raven's eyes falling shut and his nose scrunching up as a quiet "Thanks." slips past his lips, Marco and Sabo merely laughing at the sorry fool, apparently relishing in his misery. 

That showed you, Ace.

"Don't ask a question if you're not prepared for the answer next time~" Thatch chuckles as he finishes putting away Acey's toys, beelining over to the couch afterward and taking a seat beside you, his muscular arm wrapping around your shoulders and pulling in for a lazy cuddle. 

A smile gracing your lips and you bury your face into his chest, he smells like a mixture of cologne and baby powder.

"Next time you wanna ask those questions, don't do it in front of me yoi, I don't want those images in my head." 

"What about when Acey starts calling you daddy?" Sabo questions curiously, a somewhat mortified expression already threatening to dominate his features. "Wouldn't that kinda...disturb you?"

"Nah." Thatch not even hesitating to answer that one, his fingers gently playing with locks of your hair as a smirk creeps to his lips. "I kinda want Acey to call me Pa, that just sounds better than dad or daddy, don't ya think?"

It does sound pretty cute...

You can already imagine your little boy calling him that, he looks at Thatch with so much love in his little eyes too, it'll be the sweetest thing. 

"It makes you sound old yoi, like grand-pa or something." 

...I'll kill you, Marco.

Suddenly the front door swings open, pops making his way inside before he shuts it behind him, an abnormally nervous smile on his face as he enters the living room. You've never seen pops show any signs of discomfort before so this is enough to make even you anxious.

Each of his boys all looking on eagerly as he opens the envelope containing the DNA results. Despite the fact that he's looking ready, you can feel Thatch tensing slightly, his breathing almost silent as he discreetly brazes himself.

The only brother that genuinely seems calm is Luffy, but then he doesn't really understand the gravity of the situation so you shouldn't be too surprised about that. The raven-haired boy seems excited about either possibility, he wouldn't mind a new brother and friend. 

If only everybody had Luffy's perspective on life.

Pops letting out a sigh as he reads the paper in his hands, a deafening silence taking over the room before he smiles again sheepishly. "He's not mine." The old man finally announces, both Ace and Marco letting out relieved huffs and Sabo giving his adopted father a pat on the back.

"Sorry pops..." 

Sabo, you're far too sweet.

You peek to see how Thatch is holding up and the handsome man looks pretty surprised but not upset nor happy about the news either. "Yeah, sorry pops. It must really suck for you, huh?" The brunette softly voices, his dark orbs gazing up at the white-haired man with genuine sympathy.

"Don't be sorry, lad~! I've got my family right here~! Gurarara~!"

Of course you're happy about the results but it still doesn't explain where all that money went that Marco mentioned, was pops giving money to the child that he thought was his or was that just how much the DNA cost him? If that's the case, he might as well had taken one at the distrustful doctors. At least he'd still have his cash.

"Yeah, we've always got your back yoi~!"

Looks like the household is calmer now, at least.