Baby Daddy. {Thatch x Reader}

Thatch's Little Helper.

"Where the fucking fuck did I put my phone?!" Apparently Thatch's patience has been tested enough today, the brunette rushing down the stairs with one hand gripping his hair and the other grabbing and moving coats, paperwork and anything else he sees during his search.

Seriously, he has been looking for that thing for over an hour now. 

This is nothing new though, Thatch rarely makes calls nowadays so he's always misplacing his cell but right now, he really needs it. He's the only person in the household with Ben Beckman's number and he needs to call that guy because he's good with cars and Thatch's has decided to break down. 

"Have you had it?" Thatch turning his attention to Marco as he asks, the suspicion most likely rising because the blonde is snickering at his unusually distressed brother. "Where is it? I need it!"

"Calm down yoi," His hand waving dismissively as he tries his hardest to bite back his laughter and judging by Thatch's frowny face, he doesn't appreciate this sense of humor right now. "I haven't seen any phone."

It's in this moment that little Acey goes staggering over to his father, the boy still struggling to walk here and there. Once he reaches the handsome brunette he gently tugs on the leg of his trousers. 

"Looks like our son wants to show you something~!" You chime in attempts to take Thatch's focus off of the cellphone before he gets any more annoyed, you don't like seeing your lover troubled.

"Yeah, play with your kid yoi!" 

Surely by now even Marco knows that Acey always improves Thatch's mood and it would seem that the brunette needs a rise in his spirits, sooner rather than later. 

"I'm a little bus--" Thatch's words falling silent once he looks down at his baby, a deflated sigh leaving his lips as he decides to put his search on hold. Leaning down to take Acey's small hand in his own. "What's the matter, my boy~? That pineapple bothering you too~?"

"Hey yoi!"

Thatch, you savage.

"Piii~! Piiii-owel~!" Acey seemingly attempts to repeat the word, a wicked cackle escaping his tiny lips afterwards and Thatch's brow quirking as a slightly sadistic smirk breaks out across his face.

"Not far off at all, kiddo~!"

Bad influence, Thatch!

"Oh, great parenting yoi! Teach your kid to be jerk, why not?" 

Yes, you're laughing although you know you probably shouldn't. You watch Acey tug some more on Thatch's hand before wandering off toward the dining room, his father following behind him closely.

"Where are ya taking me, Acey~? Oh, what's that you got there~? H-Hey...you found my phone!" Of course, you can't see through walls and you can't be bothered to get up from the comfy couch so you can only imagine that your intelligent little man has just lead your fiancé to victory in his search. "You little genius! How did you know where it was~?"

You hear what sounds like a bit of baby-talk before Acey comes waddling his way into the room again, the boy trying to run but his little, unstable legs won't allow him to quite yet. Thatch walking in behind with his phone to his ear as he half-heartedly 'chases' his little helper. 

"Hey, Ben~!" The brunette chimes as he reaches out to baby Ace, playfully clawing at the boy's shoulder and causing him to scream before he waddles off again. Surely, poor Ben is deaf on the other side of the phone now. "Just calling to ask you if you'll be happy to fix up my car when you got a minute."

You're honestly amazed that Thatch can multitask like this, playing with the baby whilst holding a conversation on the phone is something you've not quite mastered yet. 

"Alright, that'll be great. Thanks, bye~!" Thatch finishes up on the phone before hanging up, finally managing to grab Acey with both hands and pull him into his lap as he drops down to the floor. "Argh, I gotcha~!" The brunette playfully growls, tickling his son's belly with one hand whilst the other stops the little guy running away again. "No escapin' now~!"

Aww, what an adorable father~!

You're practically melting as you watch the pair, your eyes must resemble love hearts right now and the sudden urge to cuddle and bang Thatch is coming on like a tidal wave. But looks like it's gonna have to wait. 

Even Marco looks pretty heart-warmed at the sight, although it's most likely because he finds Acey cute, not Thatch. The blonde smirking a little as he watches the two play.

"Oi, lad." You suddenly hear a gruff voice, your eyes flickering toward pops who's giving Thatch a pretty pointed look. God only knows when he showed up, you didn't even hear him come in. "A word." 

You're honestly a bit nervous now, he usually speaks like that when he's angry and about to tear an asshole but then, Thatch hasn't done anything wrong. At least nothing that you know about. 

Your fiancé's face falling serious suddenly as he rises to his feet, picking Acey up with him and taking the child to you. Once you've got hold of the boy, Thatch follows his father into the kitchen and the door shuts, you can't even hear what they're saying.

"What was that about yoi?"

"I was hoping you could tell me..."

I hope everything's alright.