Work Text:
“Papa! I want that one!”
Law watched from a distance as the little girl pointed out the ice cream flavor that she wanted. Her father smiled at her before ordering what she wanted and paying the man behind the counter. The girl was around 5 or so…she reminded him of Lamie. The way her hair was styled in pigtails like his little sister had once worn but instead of light brown her hair was dark but her curious eyes were a light brown with a mischievous gleam that reminded him of his rival’s navigator.
‘She might grow up to be troublesome.’ He thought to himself as he watched the little girl holding her father’s hand when they left the shop. Such a cute child. She looked well-behaved and well-loved. Part of him wondered if he could ever be like that man…having such a cute daughter of his own.
He paused and stared down at the tattoos on his hands which seemed like the most interesting thing in the world.
Where the hell had that thought come from?! He was a pirate! A bloodthirsty heart-stealing pirate who had no business to consider the idea of fatherhood or wanting to have children! Besides, there was no one he’d consider having children with….though if he had to give it any thought then Nami-ya would be the ideal choice.
She truly did have a wonderful way with children. If she wasn’t a pirate she’d probably work with children for a living…maybe even like the teachers he had when he was in school in Flevance. Yes, out of any pirate there was she would be a great teacher and a great mother.
Would they have a son or daughter? But then, why not try to have both? Even though it had been a small part of his life he loved having a sister and he knew that she’d also grown up with a sibling so of course having more than one child was a good idea. He wouldn’t even mind having three children…or four…but then they had plenty of time to consider more. What color hair would they have? Black like his? Or orange? Would the have his eyes? Would they like medicine or navigation? Or bread? Would they…
“TORA-O!”
Law jolted out of his thoughts as Luffy’s face moved in front of him, his neck stretching from the other side of the bench. Law glared at the rubber devil-fruit user who laughed at Law’s expression.
“What the hell do you want?”
“Zoro got lost again, have you seen him?”
“No I haven’t.” Law muttered and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Awww…guess I’ll have to keep looking. Come on Nami!” Luffy yelled out before running off.
“Luffy! Slow down!” Nami yelled out as she grabbed onto the bench to catch her breath. Law looked over at the orange haired woman whose hair was tied up into a ponytail exposing her freckled neck.
“Tora-o…what’s the matter? Your face looks red?” Nami asked, brown eyes looking over at him.
Law felt his face heat up and looked away, “Nothing! It’s just hot outside!” he then stood up and started walking, “I’ll go help find Zoro-ya.”
END