Yes, I'll Marry You

yes, i'll marry you 💍🤍

DON'T tell me you too hc Shanks as the shameless pervert??!! Like the type that's very comfortable with sex and very experienced DILF lmao 😭

Corruption kink?? I thought it was obvious 🙄

That guy could talk about the nastiest kink the same way he talks about the groceries 😩 "...and then she nearly passed out! Haha, I think it's cuz she had all her holes-" "SHANKS-!! OMG- YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT-!!" but you low-key love it when he does

😭😭😩😩

A/N: YKW…. if you don’t mind imma use your amazing response to blast Shanks kinks because why not Ahahah

Shanks Kinks/What Turns Him On (NSFW)

Black Fem Reader in Mind

CW: KINKS, It’s Pretty Short General List, I Believe He Has More, But These Scream “Shanks”💀

Kinks:

Corruption Kink: He will swear up and down that he doesn’t have one of you tell him, corruption? Absolutely not he loves women he would never—

Shanks loves seeing a pretty innocent thing like yourself not having a clue in the world how to please a man. He can get off on the thought alone of how embarrassed you’d be learning about taking his cock and not knowing how to handle it and so after one night of partying and charming he starts you off by having you face the mirror in his room, air making your nipples erect and naked on his clothed lap. “There you go…ah ah keep looking in the mirror for me.” He guides your hand to rub your clit teaching you how to touch yourself, “It’s okay you can cum…” You whine and grind your hips on his and your own hand. It won’t be long until he shows you how to properly use your mouth. Knowing he took something so important and sacred is a form of ownership that he gets riled up of feeling.

Exhibitionism: Shanks has little to any care about the consequences of ignorant decisions. He could care less.

He totally doesn’t mind a show as long as said person doesn’t get too close. There are plenty of times Shanks didn’t have time to take a woman back to the ship or the hotel and just did a quickie in a bar hallway or an alleyway. Ironically he still haven’t been caught.

Dirty Talk: If he is feeling sweet he will describe what he is going to do to you, but if he is feeling like a little brat he won’t be above making you describe to him what you want him to do—

“Yeah? And then what?” You’ve been on the edge for what seems hours with his fingers and tongue switching places in your aching cunt. Your legs were embarrassingly spread open because he tied them up at the end of the bed posts. He constantly swirlied the tip of his wet muscle on your clit, driving you mad, you could have just grabbed his head to shove his entire mouth inside you, but you knew better than to disobey Shanks. “Then….I—ah! Want you…” “Want me to what, darling? Hold you? Feed you?—“ “Fuck me, Shanks! I want you to fuck me with you cock please!!”

Breeding: I mean is this even—-hello..he’s a certified dilf.

Ironically he does try to practice safe sex when he used to screw random women on the grand line, but Shanks has no problem with fucking the woman he loves raw. When he is close your body is pulled in even closer, he’ll be damned if any of his seed is wasted. His arm pushes your pelvis higher into his, this is usually when he starts to make more noise grunts and cursing in your ear. He wants you to cum with him because the feeling of how you clench still sucking him and his cum in makes his mind go numb. Sometimes if any does drip out he’ll scoop it and finger it back in you regardless of the painful overstimulation. Because he hates to waste.

What Turns Him On:

Walking around naked: I mean it’s pretty obvious pretty much any man loves to see their woman naked, but when he is greeted with you in nothing, but your ass as you bend over the bed to grab something, he won’t think twice to fuck you right there with his cock out of his pants, too eager to get completely nude.

Teasing Him: He is the master at making you flustered. Even though it’s damn near impossible to make him blush even when he’s drunk, It’s just something about when you feel bold enough to say something back at him or even whisper in his ear how badly you need him that really perks up an honest smile and an honest hard on.

The Way You Moan His Name: He cannot get enough of it. It’s so soft, and breathless sometimes while he is in missionary with you he will groan in your ear “Say my name.” Repeatedly Sometimes you can use it to tease him in public to rile him up. Fair warning though, if he is in a slightly annoyed mood you’ll pay for it later.

huy ito naaaaa shetttttttt ackkkkkkk loveeeee thissssss!!! 😫🫶

Young Love ; Final Part

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𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬--𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐦.

( Ran x Y/N x Chifuyu— ethnic reader if you squint)

⚠️Mentions of: Teen pregnancy, cursing, abortion,

Previous Part; Part 4

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Recap~

Your rash footsteps practically forced Ran to back up from the door with haste. Your presence being forced in front of him as he realized he was not coming into your home space.

It was quiet, your eyes darting around the empty hall before falling on the taller male.

" Haitani."

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Your stare was blank.

Your eyes staring into the the man that once held your whole heart in his palms. The man that you once shared your being with, and spoke words that you never uttered again to. It was like your past flashed before your eyes, and unlike many—it did not bring you happiness and peace to see the young man with pigtail braids and a cheeky grin from all those years ago. Instead, you felt your eyes relax into a more grim and dark expression. This was not a pleasing sight to you, yet you pressed your tongue behind your teeth and swore not to say another word.

His own gaze was searing into you.

While your eyes remained fixed to his own, his eyes were traveling all around you.

Taking in your appearance, and letting his eyes wander especially at your stomach and exposed legs.

Your lower half— a part that drastically changes for a lot of woman after giving birth.

It was like a slap in the face as you let your eyes twitch in annoyance. You would've enjoyed your fresh motherhood body if not for the hardships and torture that came with being a single, and teen mom all by yourself.

So while you were looking at his eyes, Ran Haitani was looking at your figure.

Finally, his eyes came back up. Dragging them up to your face as a grin slowly drew onto his own.

In a second, Ran's gaze became more intense than your hate filled stare could ever be.

" You look magnificent love."

Ran Haitani looked like he was worth millions of dollars.

" Don't call me that."

Your response was quick, and the look in his eyes intensified shortly after.

" Don't tell me you're mad at me?" Ran asked you as he tilted his head to the side.

" I am."

" It was 9 years ago—"

" What do you want?"

Ran stared down at Y/N with sharp eyes. The grin on his face slowly faded away when he took in her firm frown and almost dead eyes. Her words were sharp and harsh, and her face showed no interest in his presence. It was like she had other things to be doing—things this were more important than seeing Ran after all these years.

Ran hated the feeling, and it was expected since he has always been the master at capturing attention.

And he was once a master at capturing and holding your attention.

Ran shook his head, his lips staying still as the sly grin showed in his eyes. " Did you get my envelope?"

You stared at Ran, and for a second you contemplated telling him another answer.

" I did."

Ran raised a brow at you. " You've always had manners. No thank you or anything? No—' thank you Ran for setting me straight for the next few years!'" He mocked with an attempt to sound like you.

Finally, the look of disgust took over your face. Embodying every thought you had on your mind about Ran Haitani.

" You want me to thank you?" You asked in shock. " You want me to thank you for showing up after almost 9 years?! What the hell do you think this is?!"

Ran's expression changed immediately. " Stop yelling." He sneered at you. " And don't think for a second that I came here for you—"

" Yeah I know," you cut him off with a laugh.

" You came here for Haruki, which you won't be setting an eye on."

Ran's face morphed to one of pure anger, and you found absolute pleasure in his expression—whether it was temporary or not.

You had opened the door for Ran for no specific reason. There was no thought in your mind to invite him, be nice to him, or let him see his son—let alone set an eye on him. Yet, you also didn't open the door for him with the intent to let the whole floor hear your baby daddy business, or for Chifuyu to hear you from all the way inside.

You didn't plan your approach to Ran Haitani, but with the words Ran had said to you—you wanted to believe that he didn't plan his approach either.

You didn't even realize that Ran had raised his voice, and was now talking to you at a tone that rivaled your own.

At the thought of Chifuyu, your mind wandered back to the two boys inside your complex.

" Stop fucking yelling." You sneered at Ran.

Ran gritted his teeth when he realized you weren't even concerned about anything he just said. " Why? So the fuck boy inside doesn't hear us?!"

Your eyes widened, and you could see the hint of amusement in Ran's orbs as you stared at him.

" What? You didn't think I would hear that right?!" He said as he laughed insanely at your expression. " You have a whole other dude around my son!?"

Your body was hot, and getting hotter by the second when Ran spat out words that were equivalent to utter rubbish. As you stared at him, your eyes began to soften as your mind wandered. Wandering back to the times you spent crying as a 17 year old girl. Exposed to the harsh realities of " love" after being blinded by it for two years.

You, a once dumb 17 year old girl—who had boldly declared to keep her baby despite her age, often found herself holding a hanger. Standing in a tub with a hand clamped over her mouth. Her thoughts racing around as tears streamed down her cheeks like an endless river.

You who lost everything over stupid decisions you had made in the two painful years of your life. Years that left your teenage era ruined and in shambles before you could even realize it was breaking.

" You left me."

Your words were as clear as day. Straightforward and firm as you blinked back the small tears that had managed to make way to your eyes.

" You left me with your kid Ran." You continued with a tremble in your voice. " You have no right to track me down or show up."

Ran's lips were parted, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

He just had his eyes on you. Wide, blinking, and filled with emotion.

" Y/ N that was 9 years ago. I was a kid—"

" I was a kid too!" You interfered before Ran could finish his words. " I was a kid, literally, but I still gave birth to Haruki at 18! 18 fucking years old Ran! I could've got an abortion, killed myself, or used that fucking hanger that I promise I picked up more than once! But you know what! I didn't do any of that, and I was still a kid! And now you want to show up to me with 2 million dollars as your fucking pocket money?!"

At this point the sadness and hatred was shown openly in your eyes. Tears spilling and all vulnerable in front of your ex boyfriend. Someone you once considered to be the most important person to you.

Young love. It's so bitter and often ends horribly.

The usual stories of the amazing " bad boy" falling for the " good girl". The popular wanting the lame that sparks up conversations everywhere. Young love was an innocent type of love. The love where you're still figuring out yourself, and maneuvering around your feelings. After years of only telling family that you love them, you finally want to see what it means to love someone else that's not family. See what it means to blush, have your heart pound super fast, and get nervous in the presence of a person you're infatuated with. It was a new type of love that always took away a morale from someone, and whether they got that morale back at some point in their life is unknown.

Young love was an experience between kids. Between people who had the mind of a kid. Who were placed in situations that they stood stranded and confused in, after all, love isn't an easy emotion to explain.

So when you and Ran, both kids, fell " in love", it was time to question your real emotions.

You know you were infatuated with him. You loved the thrill he brought you, the attention you got, and the looks he gave you. You lived for it, and even though you were at war with yourself at 17–you still found peace, and that was through Ran.

He gave you belonging in a world that you never thought you would be in. Belong in.

And at the time you thought you were doing everything right. You're grades didn't drop like most smart girls did when they got boyfriends. So you labeled yourself as successful.

That was one of the many delusions you had made in your mind during your first love.

" What do you want me to do?"

Ran's voice was quiet. So quiet you didn't quite catch what he said.

But he stood there, watching you cry with his grin long off his face, and his posture almost defeated.

You blinked, your hand immediately coming to aid your wet cheeks. " I want you to leave."

The words were bitter on your tongue. They came straight from your heart and not your brain. You didn't think of your response to his question, and the true question behind Ran's question.

Should I come into Haruki's life or should I go?

And you had told him to go.

The look on his face was pleasing to your now bitter heart.

" What are you going to tell him?"

You were surprised that he was still calm.

You shrugged your shoulders. Setting your arms at your slide and blankness filled your eyes.

" We can't even..." Ran's eyes wandered, as if he was contemplating to say his next words.

" We can't even co parent?"

" Why do you want to see him all of a sudden?" You were harsh with your tone, and with the way your face twisted in. " No one needs your presence around anymore. I've done enough charity work."

" I've"— you were speaking from the heart of a broken 17 year old girl.

You could see Ran's face twist, as if he was about to make a comment about your wording.

" Me and Haruki are perfect without you." You quickly added to cover your self centered words. 

Ran stared at you. Eye contact so firm yet weak. It didn't make you nervous like it used to, or make your cheeks burn and your ears tingle.

" So..."

You continue to stare as he gulped. Blinking intensely for whatever reason as his eyes traveled the empty halls. You watched as he settled his gaze on your complex door.

" So I can't even meet him? Say Goodnight?"

You stuttered mentally.

How can you say no?

You stared at Ran, and you could see it in his eyes that he was pleading. That he really wanted to say "Goodnight", to see his child, even after 8 years of absence.

" Just say Goodnight and leave right after. I won't bother your little boy toy—"

" Okay."

" Wait really?" Ran's eyes were wide. Clearly not expecting that response from you.

It usually takes Haruki ten minutes to fall asleep after being put to bed. You were sure he was still slightly awake.

You inhaled a deep breath, turning your body away from him. " Yeah."

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" This way."

You made no effort to call out to Chifuyu personally when you and Ran walked through the house. The footsteps of two different people loud and clear. But you were sure that he was aware it was you and a companion buy the sound of your voice. That way, he didn't need to worry if it was intruders of any sort.

" Nice place."

You didn't respond to Ran directly, only nodding your head as you continued to move to Haruki's bedroom.

You came to a stop at his closed door.

" He should be asleep." You started as you looked to Ran. " But knowing him, he's probably fake sleeping until he falls asleep."

Ran nodded, eyes fixed on the closed white door. " So do I go in?...."

You shrugged your shoulders and tilted your head in a manner that gave mixed answers. Both " whatever you want", and "yes".

Ran inhaled a deep breath, and you could hear the shake in it. As much as you tried not to care, you could see the way his hands fumbled around for an imperfection on his clothing. Wanting to occupy himself by cleaning up his appearance, which was a sign of nervousness for Ran.

But how could you laugh at him?

It's been practically 9 years and he was finally about to see his son, and not in a manner that was joyous.

" Whenever you're ready." You mumbled to Ran.

You could see the appreciation on Ran's face from your words, but the moment you said it you instantly regretted it.

You didn't have his encouragement for the last 9 years. So as you leaned back, it was words to yourself to not engage anymore.

You watched as Ran stared at Haruki. You would've thought that your boy was sleeping  with the quiet inhales and exhales that showed expert signs of sleep. He could be faking, but Haruki's fake sleeping isn't good. Not as good as this.

Chifuyu must've tucked him in real good. You thought to yourself as a look of content settled into your eyes.

Ran was silent. The only thing being heard in the room was Haruki's humidifier that was sitting beside him.

You narrowed your eyes at Ran's head. As far as you were concerned, you didn't bing him here to watch Haruki sleep. It's either he gets involved, or goes away.

You don't need him to watch from afar.

It's better if Haruki continues to not know him, than Ran making himself known; and then ghosting.

" Well it looks like he's actually sleeping." You started in a hushed voice. " If you're not gonna say anything than let's—"

" Hey kid."

You stopped talking immediately.

" I know you're sleeping right now..." You watched as he observed Haruki for a short moment, all while gathering up the words he wanted to say. " I'm your biological father...your dad....in some way."

Part of you felt absolutely cold to Ran's words, having heard similar things yourself. Then another part of you kept your eyes pinned on Haruki; thinking about how happy he would've been to hear those words.

You shifted your weight onto your other leg, your brows furrowing as you studied Haruki's breathing.

He definitely wasn't hearing all of this.

" I'm sorry." Ran added, shuffling a little to stare closer at his son. " To you and your mom."

Ignore.

And you did. You pretended not to see the look Ran gave you.

" You done?" You suddenly spoke. Startling yourself with how harsh your tone was.

Ran looked at you. A look of utter shock on his face, like he was in disbelief to what you were saying. But another part of his expression  seemed to be begging you for more time.

" He's literally asleep Y/N."

You didn't even argue with Ran, for you don't know why you spoke to begin with.

All you did was give a court nod, taking a step back; as if you were removing yourself from the room, yet you remained inside and present.

" Right." 

You refused to listen to whatever Ran told Haruki for the next three minutes,

—not wanting to intervene on the 5 minutes he's getting with him.

—Not wanting to say anything that will make it seem as if you miss him, or yearned for him for years, or want him back.

So you kept quiet, not saying a word.

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Ran was crushed—

And his pride couldn't even deny it. Nothing about what just happened went how he planned. How he thought it would go. He thought he would have the upper hand, that he would keep his grin on the whole time because it was going how he wanted.  He thought that you would be compliant, and now that he looks back at it; he wants to slap himself because you were never overly submissive. He's adapted to his lifestyle as a Bonten Admin, having more power than he could ever imagine. Having everyone wanting him, and always getting what he desires. 

Truth hit. You didn't want him like every woman does, and Ran didn't get what he wanted.

He sighed frustratedly, feeling his stomach curl up as a bile rose in his throat. This was a horrible thing that he rarely felt.

He wanted to cry.

Ran wanted to just stay in his car and fucking think about all the shit he's done wrong. He already knows what he did was wrong, and he didn't finally except it until his younger brother physically beat it into him. Even so, after Rindou's beating, he still didn't go into the matter with a grown mentality.

His brother could barely even look at him, his ex truly didn't give a shit about him anymore. It's fair to say that you hated him at this point.

" Fucking hell.." he cursed as he ran a hand down his face.

A part of Ran didn't even want to ask for co parenting, because he truly didn't deserve it.

He willingly walked away from the lifestyle of being a parent, and didn't make the effort to go back when he became finically stable.

He took away the opportunity of Rindou being an Uncle the day he walked out on you. He took away your freedom to live out your big 18 freely, wildly, and to be a young and free adult.

Ran wanted to ignore the ringing of his phone badly.

He did not want to answer whoever was calling him. Especially when he was sure his voice would shake because of his current emotional state.

With a deep breath that held all his irritations, he dug his hands into his pockets to pick out his phone. He couldn't afford to ignore a phone call, especially with his occupation. It could be Mikey, his brother—as much as he is angry at him, or just important Bonten duties in general.

The moment Ran saw his boss's name on his ringing phone, he answered the call immediately.

" Hey Boss."

It was silent on the other line, and for a moment—Ran thought Mikey would have a negative reaction to him not answering on time. Even though Ran did answer, he left the boss ringing for too long.

" Boss?—"

" That took an awfully long time."

Ran inhaled a deep breath quietly, letting his head tilt over to the side. " Yeah I was just um...I was—"

" You're not at a house or apartment right now." Mikey didn't sound upset. " Stop by my office."

Ran blinked, his lips parting to ask why but the phone cut before he could.

Ran could only stare at the contact list projected before him. His eyes on his most recent phone call, and his thumb itching to call back his boss. Why was Mikey even paying attention to his location? Most importantly, how long has he been watching over him?

It would be bad, totally horrible if Mikey perhaps thinks that he needs to be aware of Y/N's location or business. It would be the biggest mistake Ran would make in his life if Mikey ordered something to happen to Haruki and Y/N. He would truly never forgive himself.

The thought alone made Ran uncomfortable.

Nevertheless, Ran pushed his feeling to the side and made his way to the headquarters as he was ordered to do. Specially to meet Mikey in his office. The drive there was silent, Ran's hand occasionally twitching when he let his inner thoughts and concerns flood his mind. The sight of his sleeping son plagued his mind the whole way to the headquarters. It was in that moment that Ran stood in the same room as his ex girlfriend/ baby mama, that he actually began to rethink and regret choices he's made in his life.

Rindou was right about everything he said, and meeting his child one-sided after 9 years didn't help defend Ran. It only made him feel more shitty.

" You took long enough." Mikey's dead voice said as Ran closed the door behind him.

Ran didn't even bother giving Mikey an excuse or sneaky grin. All he did was bow 90 degrees and mumble a ' sorry' as a response.

" Did everything go to shit?"

Mikey's question boiled undeniable anger in Ran that he knew was best to conceal.

" It was...it went a little off track— I suppose I can say."

Mikey tilted his head at Ran, clearly not believing a word he had said. " A little? I thought you were confident it would work in your favour?"

Ran was no fool. He could now clearly hear the teasing in his Boss's words. " I have no say."

" How long have you known?"

Ran's eyebrows furrowed immediately, and he couldn't help the stare he fixed onto his boss.

" I told you up till today Boss."

Mikey tilted his head, walking to the window do his office. His back turned away from his underling as he gazed at the dark view.

Mikey was certain that Ran was lying, and judging by his brothers behaviour, he can say he was correct.

Mikey guessed that Ran has known about his kid for a while in some way. His behaviour and wording over the last few years never poked Mikey weirdly. Haitani looked like the type to have baby momma's—plenty, in fact. But the meaningless jokes he made over the years slid past everyone easily. But now that he looks back at it, Mikey doubts Haitani is just finding out.

" I know what you've told me." Mikey started.

" And I know it's a lie. You've always known you had a kid—in some way."

Ran kept quiet, opting not to give a response that might end up coming out snarky to his boss.

After a long day, and horrible last few days due to the aftermath of his fight with his brother—Ran wasn't in the mood to be interrogated about his failed life as a father. As a man who left his girlfriend to defend for herself during pregnancy.

No excuse can hide the truth of what he did.

" I'm right. Aren't I?"

Ran started at Mikey, distress taking over his face as he slowly nodded. No longer was he trying to hide his own disappointment in himself with a sly emotion.

Mikey started at Ran. The men in Bonten have been by his side for a while. For years.  Even though there was a loneliness in his being from the absence  of people he grew up with, Mikey still acknowledged what his subordinates have done for him. Building this empire, and dedicating their lives to Bonten. Remaining loyal to him.

The idea that Ran hasn't been around his son, yet has been beside Mikey for years sparked something in the boss.

" Why don't I let you off for the rest of the project?"

Ran perked up, not expecting that response after the Boss's long silence. " That's not necessary—"

" It is." Mikey immediately interfered. " Take time to know your kid. To build a relationship with your baby mother."

Although Ran was grateful for the time off to have an opportunity, he wasn't sure that was possible anymore.

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" Who was that last night?"

Chifuyu asked at the island counter. You had both dropped Haruki off at school today. Showing up in Chifuyu's black BMW, a beaming smile on all your faces as if you were a little family. You were sure you surprised the teachers who've been seeing you man free for the last couple years. So now here you and Chifuyu sat at the island, eating breakfast as the tv played lightly in the background. A calming aura surrounding the complex, with the beautiful day light flooding in. The deep yellow sun now painting your house the same color.

" If you don't mind me asking." Chifuyu quickly added. " You didn't seem too happy, but I didn't want to rile you up more."

You cleared your throat, chewing on your eggs as you blinked. " He was— um..."

What was he?

Who was Ran?

Your baby daddy?

Your ex?

Which one of those facts did you want to admit to Chifuyu?

" You don't have to answer Y/N..." he trailed off lowly.

" He's my ex boyfriend." You shook your head quickly, gathering the courage in your throat.

" Haruki's biological dad."

You could see the shock that came across Chifuyu's face with the small movement your eyes made.

" Oh..." he said as he slowly nodded. " That makes sense."

You stared at your plate as something bubbles in your gut. You felt the need to explain things to Chifuyu further. To enlighten him that you and Ran were nothing, and to clear all worries he might have in his mind right now.

" We used to date when I was younger." You started as you chewed your final bit of food.

" We were together for a long time. We were...in love—I guess you could say. I mean, young 17 year old me really was attracted to the concept of love y'know? So attracted that I made a stupid decision that cost me my teenage and early adult years. Not that I...regret it...though. Well...now that I look at it I don't regret it. I ended up fine. But when he left after I told him the news, that's when I felt regret."

You didn't mean to make Chifuyu stop eating. Make him drop his fork as he stared at his plate in silence.

" It took me a while to adapt to life as a single mother." You continued, your tone more somber than before. " As a young mom especially. I had to do such gut wrenching things...."

Immediately you thought of that bitter moment in your bosses office. Young you didn't understand why that was happening, and there is nothing present you can say to defend those actions. You had felt so filthy that day, and it often nit picks at your mind.

" I'm sorry." You quickly apologized to Chifuyu; standing up. " The night ended horribly yesterday, and we all had so much fun; yet I'm dumping all of this shitty information on you that's probably making you second guess everything that we said—"

" I'm not second guessing anything." Chifuyu sounded certain, and as he raised his head; you knew there was nothing but truth behind his words. " I've always known you suffered with Haruki for a bit—before you met me. I just never knew it was all of...that."

Your face melted, lips parting as you fell speechless.

" I can see it in your eyes, the way you carry yourself, and the way you raise and discipline Haruki. There was a sad story behind you. There is a sad story behind you. I just didn't say anything, but I know Y/N."

For a second you stared at Chifuyu. " His father wanted to talk to him last night. But he was sleeping."

Chifuyu got quiet, letting you talk.

" I felt so bitter. Even after being certain for the last 9 years that I didn't want him around ever again. I'm saying I hate him, but I don't know if I genuinely do." Your lips curled into a snarl as you spoke. " I hate what he did to me and Haruki though. How he left."

Chifuyu reached for your hand, seizing it gently as he pushed his plate to the side. " You should talk to him, Y/N. You don't need him, that's a fact, but maybe Haruki might want to have him around."

Haruki might. Why would Haruki want his father around who left him while he was in the womb? Why would he want his father when he had his mother who cared for him x10?

Chifuyu gave your hand a squeeze due yo your silence. " Haruki doesn't have a reason to hate him, since he's so young. You do. But you can't project it onto Haru."

Why was Chifuyu willing to understand Ran?

" What about you?"

Your question made Chifuyu raise a brow.

" What about me?" He asked back. " This isn't about me Y/N. And Haruki's dad being present won't effect our relationship."

" I really don't know why he's coming back now.....almost 9 years later." Your eyes averted as your spoke, and by your tone—Chifuyu can tell that you were also asking yourself.

" It's never too late to build a relationship with your child." He said with a small sigh. Your rather bitter energy was no longer concealed. Your anger for Ran was noticeable—yet understandable, so Chifuyu didn't see the point in downplaying it anymore.

" Yes it is." You countered with a a teeny raise in your voice. " Your kids are adults and now you want to get to know them? Please. It's too late."

" Maybe," Chifuyu shrugged, pinning a gentle look on you.

" —But I wouldn't mind if my dad showed up today."

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6 Months Later,

" This is the first time I'm not near Haruki the month of his birthday."

Y/N said as she filled a duffel bag with various of things. She had made a deal with Ran, one she now reflected to be far too generous. He can have Haruki for two weeks. Not just a regular two weeks like they usually did, but the two weeks before his 9th birthday. Haruki started counting down for his birthday exactly three weeks before, and he had began his countdown recently. The duffel bag was filled with Teddy's, toys, homework practice sheets, hair supplies, and snacks that Haruki's likes to eat. You didn't give a two week supply of snacks, if Ran cared he would buy it again when they run out.

" You're overpacking." Chifuyu said with a sweat drop as he dropped Haruki's luggage in the foyer. " It's only two weeks."

You scoffed at his words. " It's like preparing for a babysitter. He's never taken care of Haruki before. So yes, over packing is necessary."

You didn't need to look back at Chifuyu to know he was frowning. " I know it sounds mean, but we both know it's true. I mean... I did the same to you for the first week."

" Yeah that makes sense." Chifuyu said with a sigh, watching as you stuffed the last bag of chips inside. " You called off right?"

" Off of what?"

" Lord have mercy Y/N..."

You turned to Chifuyu with a raised brow as he rubbed his forehead. " What?"

" Babe you are so forgetful." He said with a laugh that sounded almost pained. " —Called off of work."

You're eyes widened to saucers as you stared at him. Your job at the bar was still the same. Bonten had raised the pay of the workers by a lot, and your pay was more than triple what you were getting before. The place was busy all the time, and the tips you got from the rich men and women that you served were insane. You remember receiving your first tip from a high level man after the two week renovations, and you were shook. It was equivalent to your monthly pay check at the time.

Life became much easier despite how dangerous your job had become.

The money Ran gave you and your money combined was all Haruki needed for school. So you were done taking out money from your pay check to Haruki's school life, and it sure saves you a lot.

So in result of all these good things, you now work 4 times a week. Specific days where your admirers mostly show up and drop a hefty tip in your pocket. Your life was stable, and you always had extra money to the side at the end of every week. Never did you think you would be paying bills early, and here you are.

" Shit!" You cursed after your moment of silence. " Can you please call in for me while I get Haruki from his room?! How could I forget!?"

You watched as Chifuyu nodded. Taking your phone to make way to your contacts before taking off to another room.

Ran should be here soon. Maybe in the next 20 minutes, and you were sure you had everything packed and ready for him. You rose to your feet, staring at everything as you mentally checked things off in your head. As far as you were concerned, you had everything ready for Haruki to have an ensured good time with Ran. This would be their first initial bonding time together as father and son, and you had boosted the amusement of this by packing recreational things. Something you didn't have to do.

" Haruki!" You yelled for your son. After all, he was the only thing unchecked on your mental list. " Your father will be here soon! Come down!"

You immediately cursed yourself when you realized you were supposed to go to Haruki, because Chifuyu was on the phone with your bartending Manager.

Ding, ding.

Talk about 20 minutes.

You don't ever remember Ran Haitani being early. Praise the lord if he was ever punctual, but 20 minutes early was far from on time. That's as early in a way that could be considered disrespectful.

But like Chifuyu said, it's never too late to change.

Ring, ring, ri—

" I'm coming!" You yelled before the third ring could finish. " Geez."

You'll have to apologize to Chifuyu later with all the yelling you're doing.

You opened the door with a face that was already flat because you had a good idea who was at that door.

" You're early."

Ran stared at you, his eyes skimming down to take in your appearance. Or more specifically, look over the rather formal clothes you were wearing in question.

" Well hello to you too Y/N," he said with a grin. Immediately letting himself in. " I'm glad you can finally call me instead of speaking through my brother."

You rolled your eyes at the subject he had settled to discuss upon. Out of everything Ran could've said, he had to bring up something like your behavior towards him.

" You can stop there, thank you." You said. Stopping him from proceeding any farther into your home. " Matter of fact, how is Rindou? I haven't talked to him since yesterday."

Ran stared at you for a good second. Hands tucked into his dress jacket. " Aside from our last conversation you haven't spoken to me in weeks."

You didn't know exactly what to say to Ran. You avoided him at work when Bonten would show up on any random day of the month. Always making an unexpected appearance once a month to relax in their personal recently built VIP section. You avoided confrontation with him, and only send videos and pictures of Haruki that you collect weekly.

You had no business speaking more with Ran Haitani. Your ex. Your baby father. Not when you were a woman in a relationship.

In fact, if it was up to you, you wouldn't speak with him at all. He's lucky he and Haruki's relationship is getting stronger, because that kid that resembles him is the only reason he'll ever hear from you.

" I've been busy." You shrugged off as a final answer. " Let me call Haruki down again—"

The call of his name immediately followed with an answer and footsteps. You gave a look to Ran that told him he wouldn't be present any longer to interrogate you.

" Daddy!" Haruki called with joy as he made contact with the cold floors. " Daddy's here!"

The sprint he made to his father was adorable.

Ran welcomed Haruki with wide arms, lifting him up into the air almost immediately. Just like how Chifuyu always did, but Ran added the extra spins.

" Hey buddy," he said as he hoisted his almost 9 year old son on his hip. " How you doing?"

Haruki smiled brightly as he stared into the same colored eyes of his father. " Good!"

You watched as Ran pressed a quick kiss to Haruki's forehead before lowering him back down to the ground.

" So I'm guessing you got everything ready?" Ran asked you with a big inhale. " The trip is going to be me, Haru, and Rin only."

You nodded. Lifting the luggages you packed as you nodded Ran over. " Yup. I called the school about his vacation also. You're set."

Ran removed the luggages from your hold before you even had the opportunity to put them in drag mode.

" Thanks." He said as he towered over you.

" I know this whole thing is new to you, and me too, so thanks for letting me have another chance."

You settled a small glare on him as you scoffed. " You're acting like you wouldn't have found a way to get what you wanted anyways."

Ran quickly shook his head at your words. Denying them. " Never. I'm truly thankful to you."

With the look in Ran's eyes, you knew he wasn't lying. That gaze hadn't changed since you guys were teenagers. It was the look of genuine words. He often fixed such a look on his brother, but you were able to be on the receiving end sometimes. Even now, into your adulthood, Ran still managed to allure you in with ways only you would understand.

How could you possibly go on hating him? It wouldn't do any good, and it was really only affecting you.

You weren't sure if it was forgiveness that flew through you...

" No need to thank me." You shrugged, taking a step back. " I'm just doing it so Haruki has fun."

Ran nodded, but you were sure he saw through it. " I just hope one day we can make me and you work out aga—"

" You guys are leaving already?" Chifuyu asked as he walked in. " At least let me see you off buddy."

Haruki immediately ran to hug the blonde man, and you couldn't help but notice that Ran had a new interest to stare at.

" I'm going to miss you..." Haruki mumbled.

You smiled faintly at the soft interaction.

" You'll have fun with your dad and uncle."

Chifuyu gave Haruki one last hug before he let him run back to his father. " Hello Haitani."

Ran hummed in acknowledgment, watching as Chifuyu joined your side.

He let his eyes roam the matching formal wear you guys wore. Looking over at the clothes that clearly showed you two would be accompanying each other somewhere tonight.

" Say bye Ruki." Ran urged as he opened the door to exit.

You waved bye to your son with Chifuyu standing by your side. Words to bless them of a good trip filled with fun memories with his uncle and father.

All while avoiding the eyes of the man you once called your lover.

" We met each other when we were young, before we knew enough about disappointment, and once we did we found we reminded each other of it."

—Nicole Krauss

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[ m a s t e r l i s t ]

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒

✧ He is the king of improvisation and it has saved his ass more than once!

✧ He spoiled you to death. Whether it's the jewels they steal, the gold they got or the treasures they amass, you only need a few seconds of sweet eyes for him to give them to you without the slightest hesitation. You are his prince.ss and the whole crew knows it. The only thing he won't allow it is having weapons near you. So, when his back is turned, you go to the other members of the crew to try. They always let you use them with a "don't tell your father".

✧ You won't escape your daily amount of dad jocks with him. He will tell you about them from morning to night and, if you don't like them, you just have to grit your teeth.

✧ You met Luffy when you were young and it went down pretty badly because you thought he wanted to steal your father and he thought you were just a bad person. Now, you now have a very friendly sibling relationship.

𝐁𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐘

✧ In his mind, your relationship is summarized by a “me” and a “mini-me”. So he always take you with him on all of his treasure hunts. Wherever he goes, he always have you under his arm.

✧ He also dress you in similar outfits even though he will never admit it. And that includes hairstyles: if he has a ponytail, he'll make one for you too. Same for the kind of blow-dry that he currently has. In private, he even let you play with his long hair if you want to do braids or hairstyles of any kind. But only when it's just the two of you! He also teach you the basics of makeup so that you can develop your own style. He won't judge you, even if you go through an emo makeup phase during your teenage years.

✧ Knife throwing have no secrets for you, as well as all the other circus arts such as acrobatics, balancing or juggling.

✧ He has no problem letting you face dangerous situations if you think you can handle them. He's on the "leave it, it'll make them some memories" team so, even if you were preparing to jump from the mast at 8 years old into the sea monster-infected sea of the Grand Line, he will stay on the sidelines to look at you.

𝐌𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊

✧ A dad who is more of a velvet hand in an iron glove than the other way around. He is quite strict with you, you better not disobeying the rules, but he is always nearby in case you need him.

✧ He has the single father energy: he cooks very well, does the laundry properly and he is good at cleaning. The decoration of your house is extremely minimalist but, at least, it is extremely clean.

✧ If you're good, he let you dip your lips in his glass of wine to taste it.

✧ If you have a good timing, you will become Zoro and Perona's surrogate little sibling. You will be able to watch the training of this first one while annoying him outside of training so that he takes care of you. Regarding Perona, watch out if you don't like cute things because you will become her doll regardless of your gender. You could therefore potentially find yourself in humiliating moments of being walked through mountains of frills and lace while Perona is ecstatic. Zoro will discreetly makes fun of you and Mihawk will gives you a look with compassion hidden.

𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐄

✧ He is often too busy to take care of you.

So it was Mr.1, Miss DoubleFinger and Robin who took turns taking care of you. Mr.1 was responsible for teaching you how to fight and train you physically while Robin mainly taught you school subjects. You didn't go to school because Crocodile thought this institution was too mediocre for his family. Miss DoubleFinger, on the other hand, teaches you to look confident while serving you apple tea.

✧ Crocodile is an extremely strict and demanding father who accepts nothing less than perfection.

✧ He is not very attentive towards you either: he is not very present in your life because he prefers to expand his business rather than spend an evening with you. He gives you dozens of fairly impersonal gifts for your birthdays.

✧ The only blatant affection you will have from him will be when you will be an adult. After you have cut contact with him following his imprisonment in Impel Down, and you have started your own criminal organization. One day you will receive an unknown letter on your desk where it will be marked "I am proud of you. - Dad".

𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄

✧ He's the type of father who is way too involved in your life. If you have any new hobbies, he wants to know. If you have new friends, he WANTS to know. If you have a lover, HE WANTS TO KNOW!

✧ He has no sense of self-esteem and will not hesitate to shame you by calling you an abominably embarrassing nickname in public.

✧ He is extremely proud of you no matter what you do, so you will be his favorite topic of conversation with anyone. Whether the interlocutor is a stranger or not.

He will tell them about all your actions since your birth with, of course, an infinite number of photos to support his words. They will see pictures of you as a baby with your butt exposed. A photo of you smiling toothily without your front incisor which you hold, still bloody, proudly in your hand. Images of you in pajamas, each more ridiculous than the last, with crazy hairstyles since he doesn't know how to line up two pigtails.

✧ You'll have to learn to cook by yourself early because, as much as he can manage the household without dying, he already had you kicked out of a house by setting it on fire because he wanted to make you a soup.

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