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Garp's Polycule Situation: (Garp is friends with Rouge and Shakky too, I just forgot to include those arrows.)

Garp (19) and Roger (18) meet on an island somewhere. Then Rayleigh gets involved and sure Garp likes him, but he mostly likes Rayleigh as a friend that he occasionally sleeps with. So they have poly relationship/situationship.

They have an arrangement where they meet up on the islands where Garp will be stationed at.

So for three years they basically: fight, bang (sometimes right on the battlefield), they eat, and then they part ways. They also help each other when it matters (ex. God's Valley, Ace, etc.).

Then Garp finds out they are pirates and they have a falling out. The thing is though, Garp wasn't mad that they were pirates. Garp at this point knows that the marines aren't all they're cracked up to be, so he was just mad that they didn't tell him.

During this fallout period, Garp (22) meets Whitebeard (18) who is not yet part of Rocks' crew. Whitebeard doesn't mind that he is being used as a rebound; he thinks Garp is hot. Their relationship also consists of: they fight, they bang (sometimes right on the battlefield), they eat, and then they part ways.

Roger sees this and gets jealous. So he and Rayleigh track Garp down in order to apologise. They make up, but Garp still sees Whitebeard when they piss him off.

Eventually, Garp finds out he is pregnant and Dragon is born. Since the marines aren't very friendly to members with children and Garp's only living relative is his mother who doesn't like him; Garp stays on Roger's ship for his pregnancy and Dragon is raised on the ship until he is two. Dragon doesn't know this yet because nobody bothered to tell him.

Fast forward to when the Kuja and Rocks pirates come into play.

Shakky likes Rayleigh, Roger and Rayleigh like Shakky, Garp feels like he isn't enough and is constantly "accidentally" pushing Gloriosa (who nobody likes outside of friendship) overboard.

Garp knows that Rayleigh likes Shakky and tells Roger that Shakky doesn't like him. Roger is a bit dense and confused about why Garp is mad and why Rayleigh seems a bit distant. Roger just tells Garp to mind his business and to stay out of his.

See, for Garp, it will always be Roger for him. No matter what happens. Not that he doesn't love Whitebeard or Rayleigh, it's just that his love for Roger is different.

And Roger does love Garp too, but he doesn't really understand how to separate admiration and love. In his mind it's like: "I'm a pirate, so of course I surround myself with powerful and beautiful people!"

Roger only gets his head out of his ass when he sees Rocks try to make moves on Garp and when he sees Whitebeard ask Garp if he is okay.

So Shakky and Rayleigh get together while Roger and Garp talk it out. Basically:

Roger: I don't know why you're so jealous, you have other partners!

Garp: No I don't. It's only Whitebeard besides you and Rayleigh. And I only go to him when you upset me!

Roger: Only Whitebeard? You really don't have anyone else?

Garp: No! And I don't know why I even bother to come back to you when all you do is break my heart!

Roger: I break your heart?

Garp: Yes! I love you, but you don't even seem to care you selfish prick! You're all I care about besides my friends and kids, one of which is probably yours by the way! I don't even love Rayleigh as much as I love you!

So Roger realises: "Oh, so he feels the same way I do about him."

They make up and things go back to normal, but healthier. They are the main couple and get permission from each other to get involved with others.

Shakky leaves the Kuja and sets up shop on Rock's island. She and Rayleigh have a kid together. But then Shakky and their five old son get kidnapped.

God Valley happens and Shakky is recovered, but her and Rayleigh's son is not. They find Shanks instead and then they find Buggy.

Years pass and they meet Rogue. With Garp's permission, Roger starts a relationship with her.

Garp and Rouge were definitely friends and causing chaos. She was a bounty hunter after all, so she probably saw him at a marine base while collecting a bounty. They were best friends that shared a stupid boyfriend.

Shakky and Rogue have so much fun ripping people off together.

Then Roger decides to go looking for the One Piece and everything goes to shit.

Garp and Roger get into a fight over going after the One Piece because Garp just didn't want his loved ones to die, but he doesn't know how to communicate that properly.

So Roger, Rayleigh, and Rouge all left him at once.

Garp doesn't talk or see any of them for a couple years before Roger handed himself in.

Then Garp doesn't see Rayleigh and Shakky until like 10 years after Roger and Rouge died.

So I guess Whitebeard has been Garp's most stable relationship in this AU, but due to Garp's issues with talking about things, Whitebeard thinks that Garp captured Roger and brought him to the gallows.

Whitebeard doesn't know that it was Rogers choice to die that way because he was sick.

Garp didn’t know what the fuck was going on. After not speaking to him for some years, Roger just showed up out of the blue saying he was handing himself in. That he had disbanded his crew and gave everything up. Garp couldn’t believe it. Roger was never one to give up on anything. 

Garp needs answers.

Now.

Garp swiftly marched down to the holding cells and told the guards to screw off for a little while. They all quickly scrambled to get out so as to not anger Garp further. Once they were all out, Garp quickly locked the door and shut the air vents. He took a deep breath and then he turned to Roger.

“What are you planning Roger?!” Garp yelled at him, shaking the cell bars, “You disappear off the face of the earth for a couple years and you only come back to surrender?!”

Roger just sat there, saying nothing and looking at the ground. This just made Garp more pissed off.

“Well?! Aren’t you going to say something?! You, Rayleigh, and Rogue just leave me behind and–”

“I’m dying.” Roger said quietly.

Garp paused, “What?”

“I’m dying.” Roger told him again, “My disease finally caught up with me and I don’t have much longer.”

Now that Garp wasn’t in a blind rage, he did notice that Roger looked smaller than the last time he saw him. Exhausted as well.

“I don’t have many regrets, but leaving things the way we did is one of my biggest.” Roger told him softly, finally looking at him, then he continued, “I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry for hurting you. We all are. It’s just… I was told that I only had a couple of years left and… I just wanted to do one last thing before I go. I should have told you.”

Garp closed his eyes and sighed, slowly letting go of his death grip on the bars. After a moment, he looked at Roger again.

“And did you?” Garp asked, “Did you find it?”

“Yes.” Roger replied, “And it was a great last adventure.”

“I’m glad.” Garp told him.

“Really?” Roger asked surprised.

“Yeah.” Garp said while sitting down, “I’m sorry too, for what I said back then. I was just worried about you and everyone else. What the government would do to you when they found out.”

Roger gave Garp a sad smile and reached his hands out for Garp to take them. Garp did. His hands were bonier than Garp remembered, but no less gentle.

“Is that why you turned yourself in?” Garp asked him while softly rubbing the back of Roger’s hands.

“Yes.” Roger told him, “I don’t want to die from this stupid disease. If I’m dying it’s on my own terms.”

“Wouldn’t expect anything less from you.” Garp said wetly.

“Are you crying?” Roger asked cheekily, some of his old fire returning.

“Oh fuck you.” Garp told him, wiping some tears away, “I was coming down here to beat the shit out of you!”

Roger threw back his head laughing, “Wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”

“Where is everyone else?” Garp asked after a moment.

“We slowly disbanded.” Roger said, “Everybody had someplace in mind they wanted to go to, so they were all dropped off slowly. Shanks and Buggy were dropped off before we even made it to Laugh Tale.”

“Really?” Garp was surprised. Beside Roger, those two were the most excited to find the One Piece.

“Yeah.” Roger said, “Buggy caught the flu. We had already dropped off Crocus so we set up Buggy and Shanks in a sheltered town with a lot of treasure to last them for a while.”

“What about Rayleigh and Rouge?” Garp asked.

“Rayleigh went to Saboady and Rouge… she went to the South Blue.” Roger told him. He looked like he was contemplating something. Garp knew that look, he had it when he told Garp about going to find Laugh Tale.

“What?” Garp asked urgently, “What is it? Is she in trouble?”

“She’s pregnant.” Roger told him solemnly, “She’s having my baby. I’ll never get to meet them.”

“Shit. The rumor is true?!” Garp exclaimed. Then he winced. That probably wasn’t the right thing to say.

But Roger knew Garp and just laughed at him, “Shit is right. I passed out when she told me.”

This made Garp laugh with him. 

“The baby is actually something I wanted to ask you about.” Roger said after they calmed down.

“What is it?” Garp asked him.

“They know I have a kid out there, but they don’t know Rouge’s the mother right?”

Garp nodded, “Yeah. There was just a rumor going around Marineford that you got someone pregnant. It was even in the paper.”

“Good.” Roger said while nodding and then he asked, “If anything happens to Rouge, would you take care of the baby for us?”

“Of course.” Garp told him without any hesitation.

“Good.” Roger nodded again. Then he softly told him, “Thanks again for loving me despite everything.”

“Thank you for doing the same.” Garp replied.

-

After watching one of his closest companions be executed and hung to rot, Garp booked it to the South Blue immediately. He had to get to Rouge before anyone else did. Sengoku told him that the World Government ordered the South Blue to be locked down. That any woman that matched the description in the paper was to be killed if they were pregnant and did not have an iron clad alibi. 

If they didn’t, they would be killed along with the child.

Sengoku tried to reason with them, but there wasn’t much he could do despite being the Fleet Admiral. He was just the scapegoat with a pretty label for the World Government to use for the public to place the blame on.

So Garp loaded his ship with his most trusted crewmates and headed to the South Blue. He knew it wasn’t going to be pretty, but he wasn’t expecting such a hellscape. That so many people would turn on each other just to save themselves.

Paranoid neighbours were saying it’s the family next door. Strict parents placing the blame on their unwed daughters for having children outside marriage. Friends abandoning each other for the safety of their own families. Men, fathers themselves, turning on their own wives and children. Mothers who were all too ready to give up children they never wanted in the first place for their own lives. Children, no infants, being murdered for simply being born after Roger’s died.

Garp spent almost two years in that hell trying to find Rouge. While he did this, he tried his best to save as many as he could. Some of the marines were much too happy to be murdering children and terrorizing women. The search had ended some time ago, the government thought both child and mother were dead by now.

Eventually, he made it to Batterilla. It was one of the last places he needed to look. He was hoping that Rouge made it out of the South Blue with the baby by now, but he was making sure everywhere was checked before he moved to look outside the South Blue borders. 

Luckily and unluckily, he found her in a cottage by the sea while he was on his own.

She had no child living with her.

Garp hoped he wasn’t too late.

“You made it.” Rouge said calmly upon recognizing him. She was outside hanging up some laundry. She didn’t look any different than when Garp last saw her.

“Are you alright?” Garp asked, “Where’s the–”

“Shush you idiot!” Rouge exclaimed while smaking him on the head, “Get in the cottage before someone hears you!”

Rouge grabbed the empty basket and pulled Garp by the ear into the cottage. It was small, but very cozy. It only had one room besides the bathroom across from the entrance. There was a bed against the right wall under a window and a small kitchen to the left. Other than a closet, a bookshelf, and some wall decor, there wasn’t much else in the house. No sign of a child or anything child related. Garp started to worry. 

“Where’s the kid?” Garp asked her.

“Still in me.” Rouge told him.

“Oh, okay.” Garp nodded, then he choked, “What? What do you mean it’s still in you?!”

“The will of D is an amazing thing Garp.” Rouge told him as she did the dishes, “I’ve been stalling them for as long as I can. But I fear I don’t have much left in me.” 

“Oh Rouge…” Garp said softly. He slowly placed a hand on her shoulder and gently guided her to sit at the small table she had. She sat down without much fuss which worried him even more. The Rouge he knew would punch anyone if she was treated delicately.

Now that he had a closer look at her, she looked just as exhausted as Roger did almost two years ago. She was also silently crying. He never saw her cry. Ever.

“How much longer do you think you’ll last?” Garp softly asked her.

“A month. Maybe two. They’re almost full term.” She said, weary from the hell she had been living in.

“Well, no matter how long it is. You’re not alone anymore, I promised Roger I’d take care of you.” Garp told her, “Both of you.”

“Thank you.” Rouge quietly said before finally breaking down sobbing and holding onto Garp.

He gently picked her up and placed her in the bed. Once she was comfortable, Garp went to do the dishes. Later he would find a book about childbirth on Rouge’s bookshelf and thoroughly study it. Just because he gave birth to Dragon doesn’t mean he knows how to help someone else give birth.

-

Garp had spent a month with Rouge before she was ready to give birth. It was a couple days after Christmas when she started to feel pain. Garp helped her walk laps around the house outside. He also told her about when he gave birth to Dragon to try to help her through it. He even got a couple of good laughs out of her. But he could tell she was starting to fade.

On December 31st, she was ready to start pushing. Garp coached her through it and after a whole day of labour, a baby boy was born on January 1st. Garp made sure to loudly shout it to her so as to keep her awake. He quickly snipped the cord and cleaned the squalling baby up, wrapping him in a blue blanket Roger had bought when he first found out years ago.

“Let… Let me hold him.” Rouge wearily demanded. Garp quickly helped her to sit against the headboard padded by pillows and gently set the baby in her arms. The little boy quickly calmed once he knew it was his mother holding him.

“Oh my baby. My little angel.” Rouge said while crying, “You’re so beautiful, I love you so much. Your father would have loved you so much. You look just like him.”

“Did you pick out a name?” Garp asked after he had cleaned up both Rouge and the birth supplies.

“Yes.” She told him, “Roger wanted to name him Ace.”

Rouge lived until January 4th. She died in her sleep holding Ace. The baby was holding a piece of his mother’s hair. Garp left with Ace after he confirmed with Sengoku that what was left of Roger would be secretly sent to Baterilla to be buried alongside Rouge.

-

Garp didn’t know what the fuck he was supposed to do now. He was too old to be waking up for midnight feedings. He was old enough to be a grandpa for christ sakes.

A grandpa…

Garp had a plan. He only had one kid who wanted children and hopefully Dragon would agree.

-

It’s not that Garp doesn’t have faith in his son, it’s just that he doesn’t have faith in his son’s romance skills. It’s just that he is pretty sure that Dragon will die alone at the rate he’s going. 

His son is thirty-three and hasn’t had a date in his life, although he’ll admit it’s not for a lack of trying on Dragon’s part. He’s just really intimidating to some people and it didn’t help that he inherited Garp’s eyebrows. Although Dragon did start to shave them off some years ago, so maybe his son has some game now. He doubts it though.

Garp thought he could help his son along in life and get him in a better headspace. He has noticed that Dragon has become more withdrawn after Roger’s death and the massacre of Baterilla. Not to mention what happened at God Valley.

Maybe giving Dragon a kid will help him focus on life rather than all the death of the past few years. It will also help Garp worry less of his son being alone if anything ever happens to Garp or his siblings. 

So Garp brought Ace to Dragon who was taking a break back home on Dawn Island. He had already called ahead to Sengoku and told him what was going on so he would give Dragon the break for “working too hard.” A load of bullshit really, which Dragon probably knew, but he was Garp’s son and wouldn’t deny a free vacation.

“What do you need, dad? This was supposed to be my break.” Dragon asked opening the door for his father. He was in his pajamas and trying to rub the crust out of his eyes.

Garp quickly moved to sit on the couch and made sure Ace was still sleeping where he was hidden in his coat. Dragon then shut the front door and sat on the chair across from him, still not paying all that much attention to him.

Good. 

A sleep deprived Dragon will have a late reaction, so Garp will be able to escape.

“Now Dragon, I know we’ve talked about children before and you’d said you would have them later.” Garp slowly said, “But I’m getting on in my years and I worry about you. You know you don’t need to get married before you have kids right?”

“Yes dad! I know!” Dragon replied, pinching his nose. He was tired of having this conversation with his father, they’ve been having it since he was twenty-five and his father told him he wasn’t a “spring chicken” anymore. “Maybe I don’t want to be a single parent and would like to share the experience with someone I love?”

“Yes, I know you’re a hopeless romantic.” Garp said, “But I’m old and I want grandchildren before I die.”

“What do you mean?! I’m not a hopeless romantic! Who told you that!” Dragon exclaimed.

Shit, he was alert now.

“You did.” Garp stated.

“No I didn’t!” Dragon replied.

“Well not directly.” Garp said, “But you did write about it in your diary a lot. I mean you dedicated a whole twenty pages to your dream wedding.’

“I can’t believe you!” Dragon yelled standing up, “Those are private!”

“Yeah well I missed you!” Garp yelled back, “Now sit back down, I’m not finished.”

Dragon huffed, but he sat back down in the chair and crossed his arms. Garp would have made fun of him for pouting, but he had to keep being serious.

“You remember Roger?” Garp asked him.

Dragon looked surprised but answered, “Yeah why?”

“Remember how the government announced they killed his child?” Garp continued.

“Yes?” Dragon sat up straight wondering where this was going.

“They lied.” Garp said while revealing Ace, “This is Ace. Rouge stalled her pregnancy for almost two years and died four days later holding him. Roger and Rouge entrusted him to me.”

Dragon didn’t know what to say to this. He met Roger and Rouge years ago. They were so lively and encouraged him to do what he thought was right. 

“Now I’m too old to be taking care of him.” Garp said, “So I thought that you might be willing to take him.”

“Wait, me?!” Dragon exclaimed, “I don’t know anything about babies!”

“No first parent does!” Garp laughed joyfully, “It’s part of the journey! You can just say he is the result of a one night stand!”

“Why can’t you?!” Dragon asked.

“I got my uterus removed after I had you.” Garp told him.

“Wait… Then where did Kuzan come from?” Dragon asked, confused, “I know Dadan was adopted, but I thought you birthed Kuzan?”

“I told you I found him in a field!” Garp said laughing.

“I thought that was an euphemism!” Dragon said.

“Nope.” Garp said, “Look, I know this is short notice, but Roger and Rouge wanted Ace to have a safe childhood like any other child. You can give him that. So please think about it. Otherwise I’m giving him to your sister.”

“No! I’ll take him.” Dragon said without thinking. It’s not that Dragon thinks Dadan would be a bad parent, it’s just that she lives in the jungle and she doesn’t want children of her own.

“Great!” Garp said before handing Ace over to Dragon, “I’ll go get the supplies! And don’t worry about calling Sengoku for parental leave, I already did!”

Before Dragon could think about what he just agreed to, Garp was out the door and out of punching range.

He jumped a bit when he felt a little hand grab his finger. He looked down and melted at what he saw. Ace was making soft cooing noises and his little hand didn’t even go around half of Dragon’s finger. He was the cutest thing Dragon had ever seen.

Shit, Dragon thought, I guess I’m a dad now.

-

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“You what!?” Garp exclaimed.

“I had a baby.” Dragon said quietly.

“Like it came out of you or you found it?” Garp asked.

“Yes he came out of me!” Dragon yelled.

“Oh it’s a boy? Can I train him to be a marine?” Garp asked him, excited about maybe having another marine in the family. Gender didn’t matter to him.

“No, you can’t train him to be a marine! He’s not even two days old! And he gets to decide his future!” Dragon replied, exasperated at his father, “His name is Luffy by the way!”

“Luffy? That’s stupid! You should have named him Hurricane or Garp Jr.!” Garp grumbled.

“I’m not taking name suggestions from you! You named me Dragon! And you named yourself Garp!” Dragon couldn’t believe his father sometimes. Although, he’ll admit that Hurricane did sound like a cool name. Not that he’ll ever tell Garp that.

“Who’s the other dad? Do you know?” Garp asked.

“Of course I know who the dad is! I’m not you!” Dragon replied, a little angry that his father would just assume that he wouldn’t know.

“Hey! I have a general idea of who your father is, thank you!” Garp yelled, “Three names in fact!”

“Oh really? Who then?” Dragon won’t lie, he had been wondering about it as he got older.

“Roger, Rayleigh, or Whitebeard.” Garp said without hesitation, “Pretty sure it’s Roger, but we did have that threeway with Rayleigh right around the same time. And then I saw Whitebeard right after.”

Dragon had to take a moment after hearing that. His father, a man who did not like pirates, had relations with three of them at the same time. Meanwhile, it took Dragon until he was in his thirties to even have one steady relationship, if he could call it that.

Then Dragon realised how good of an opportunity this was to make fun of his father.

“You mean to tell me that you had a relationship with the three biggest pirates on the Grandline? You’re a terrible marine!” Dragon said laughing.

“Oi! Watch it boy! I’m still your father!” Garp yelled at him, “When am I gonna meet the little bugger? I want to see Ace too!”

“Can we meet at home in Windmill Village? It should be safe there and I am about three weeks away.” Dragon told him.

“So am I! I’ll meet you there!” Garp was about to hang up before he remembered, “Hey wait! You didn’t tell me who the dad was!”

“Oh, right. It’s Rosinante. Bring Sengoku and him with you. I want them to meet Luffy too.” Dragon replied before hanging up. He didn’t want to hear what his father had to say about it. He knew it would be something crude and marine related.

Garp sat there blinking and after a moment of silence, started laughing. His son had a baby! A biological one! Here he is thinking his son will die alone and his son is out there making a baby! With a marine! He couldn’t wait to tell Sengoku about this!

A sharp knock on his office door snapped him out of his happy stupor and he quickly composed himself, “Don’t just stand there! Get in here!”

The door opened to show Sengoku, with Rosinante holding a tea tray behind him. “I hope you didn’t forget about our meeting today, Garp.” Sengoku said while closing the door after Rosinante walked through.

“Of course not!” Garp replied slightly offended, then an idea popped into his head, “I would never forget about a meeting with my in-laws!”

“Good. Maybe your memory isn’t so shi- wait… in-law!? What the hell do you mean by that?!” Sengoku sputtered out, hoping this was just one of Garp’s antics.

“Your son knocked up mine, Dragon gave birth yesterday! Congrats Sengoku, you’re a Grandpa!” Garp told them with a shiteating grin.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from the seating area. Sengoku and Garp looked over to see a passed out Rosinante.

-

May 26th - Monkey D. Residence - Dawn Island

Since the bombshell that had been dropped on him almost three weeks ago, Rosinante had been trying to pull himself together and figure out what the fuck was going on.

Actually, he knew exactly what was going on, everybody in the Monkey D family was fucking insane! 

Well it was mostly Garp, but that’s beside the point!

Rosinante had just experienced some of the worst months of his life, had only just started to let go of the hope that Dragon may be coming back, only to find out now that they have a son together?!

What the hell is wrong with this family?! Rosinante had thought after fainting, Why are they so emotionally constipated all the time and leaving everything until the worst possible moment?!

Truth be told, while Rosinante had been quite pissed with Dragon at first, he had forgiven him a long time ago. 

The incident on Needle Island was definitely traumatic for Dragon and he was placed in a precarious position thanks to Akainu. Rosinante knew that Dragon had to think of himself and his son’s life first. So couldn’t blame Dragon for faking his death or leaving the marines. It was really the only option for them.

But god did he miss them.

Rosinante was honestly just angry at Garp in the end for never mentioning important information unless asked for it and giving his kids such shitty coping skills. At least Kuzan had the common sense to explain some things to him or Rosinante would have gone berserk and would have tried to kill Akainu himself despite knowing it was impossible.

So yeah, Rosinante had forgiven Dragon and he was excited to meet their baby, but he was still confused about some things. He wanted to know if Dragon was ever going to tell him about the Revolutionary Army or just leave him behind without a word. He also wanted to know why Dragon hadn’t called earlier if he was pregnant. 

Rosinante had spent almost the entire trip to Dawn Island pacing in his bunk room and worrying about what Dragon thought of him now.

Does Dragon not like me anymore? Does it have something to do with my heritage? Rosinante wondered, Is that why he didn’t call earlier? But if that’s the case, why did he want me to come now? Dragon also didn’t seem to care about that at all, so why?

Now though, as they were approaching Windmill Village, Rosinante was starting to get incredibly nervous. He could feel his hands get really sweaty, so he quickly wiped them on his pants, his eyes never leaving the village.

I have a kid, a son! Rosinante thought, I wonder what he looks like? Does he look like me or does he take after Dragon?

As soon as the boat hit the dock, he started running in the direction of the Monkey D residence with Garp and Sengoku following at a much slower pace behind. Rosinante felt like his heart was about to explode with how fast he was running and it was a miracle he didn’t trip or crash into anything.

Up ahead Rosinante could see the house come into view and he had to take a moment to catch his breath before he burst through the front door, startling Dadan who was resting in the living room after fighting to put Ace down for a nap.

“You’re the other father I assume? First door on the right.” She told him while pointing to the stairs.

Rosinante quickly thanked her before he stumbled up the stairs to where Dragon was. After face planting on the floor, he got up and stood in front of the door, hesitant to knock. 

What if Dragon really does hate me now? Rosinante thought, What if he resents me for getting him pregnant? What if-

“You can come in, Rosinante.” Dragon told him from the otherside of the door, he sounded exhausted.

Rosinante cringed before slowly opening the door and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. Then he looked up and saw the most beautiful sight.

The midday sun was shining through the window as the only light source on a rumbled and exhausted looking Dragon laying in bed. The sunlight made him look so soft and warm. Rosinante wanted to just pull him close and never let go.

Shit, what was I going to say again? Rosinante thought, My mind has gone blank!

“How’d you know it was me?” Rosinante asked breathlessly.

“My father wouldn’t have been quiet or polite enough to ask, Dadan just put Ace down for a nap, and Sengoku probably needs a minute to comprehend everything.” Dragon told him while he slowly sat up against the headboard, “Also, I heard you fall up the stairs and fall in front of the door.”

Rosinante cringed again and rubbed the back of his neck feeling awkward, “Heh, sorry about that. Are you- Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good, are you?” Dragon asked cautiously.

“I’m fine, just overwhelmed?”  Rosinante rambled, “I mean I’m not mad, but why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?”

“Didn’t my dad tell you? I didn’t know I was pregnant until I gave birth.” Dragon told him as he fiddled with his blanket, “I thought I peed myself.”

Rosinante quickly cursed Garp in his head before focusing again on Dragon.

“You really didn’t know? I thought you didn’t want me anymore or hated me for getting you pregnant.” Rosinante said, relieved that it wasn’t because Dragon resented him or about his past. 

Dragon finally looked up at him, shocked at the thought of him hating Rosinante.

“I could never hate you! I thought I was sick from the guilt of leaving you behind. I wanted to leave you a note, but I also didn’t want to endanger you or make you think I was using you for information. I didn’t want you to hate me.” Dragon said in a panic, “I also didn’t want to make you feel like I was taking advantage of you. I’m too old for you, I didn’t think you’d actually want me.”

“I could never hate you either Dragon and you’re not too old for me! If you were, I would have never tried to use all those horrible pick-up-lines Bellemere gave me or pulled you into the bar bathroom!” Rosinante replied sitting down on the other side of the bed, “Then Garp told me why you left and I can’t hate you for trying to make the world better. I just wish you had called sooner or told me about your plans to leave at the end of the year.”

Dragon let out a relieved sigh and wiped away some tears before offering his hand for him to take. Rosinante quickly accepted and held the other man’s hand to his chest.

“I’m so sorry, I should have told you about when I was leaving. I wanted to tell you about the revolution, I really did.” Dragon earnestly told him, “But whenever I was with you, it seemed like all my problems just vanished, like I was free from everything. Free from the constant hiding and making sure I didn’t say something around the wrong people, I could just be myself around you.”

Rosinante quickly moved closer to Dragon and hugged him tightly, trying not to burst into tears.

“Dragon, you idiot, I feel the same way when I’m with you.” Rosinante whispered, “Please don’t ever do something like this again. If you do, I’ll hunt you down and chain myself to you.”

Dragon pulled back to look at Rosinante with surprise.

“You mean you still want me?” Dragon asked, “After everything I did?”

Rosinante grabbed Dragon’s shoulders and pressed their foreheads together.

“Of course I do.” Rosinante told him, “Will you take me as I am? An honest, clumsy fool who loves you?”

“Of course I will, I love you too.” Dragon replied, “But how are we going to be together? I’m a criminal and you're a marine.”

“Your dad is insane and mine is the Fleet Admiral, I'm sure we’ll work something out.” Rosinante confidently replied, “Just promise me that we tell each other everything from now on, no more secrets.”

Dragon laughed wetly, thinking that maybe some of Garp’s insanity rubbed off onto Rosinante.

“I promise.” Dragon said before kissing him.

Rosinante's hands moved to gently cradle Dragon’s face and they melted into each other. Who would have thought that heaven was kissing your lover in his childhood bedroom.

Unfortunately, Dragon pulled away far too soon.

“I have one more thing to tell you.” Dragon whispered.

“What is it?” Rosinante asked, confused about what else Dragon had hidden away.

“It’s about Ace’s father.” Dragon told him.

“Do we have to talk about Akainu right now?” Rosinante whined, “He’s the reason I lost you for so long.”

Dragon rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Akainu isn’t Ace’s father.” Dragon stated, “Gol D Roger is.”

“What?! You slept with the king of the pirates?!” Rosinante exclaimed, nearly falling off the bed, “Wait, that doesn’t make any sense! Roger was dead two years before Ace was born!”

“I know it’s confusing, but let me explain.” Dragon calmly said, trying not to laugh at Rosinante’s bug eyed expression, “I didn’t sleep with Roger and I didn’t give birth to Ace either, Portgas D Rouge did. She used the will of D to slow down her pregnancy for two years until my dad was able to find her and she died four days later from it.”

“Oh my god, that’s horrible!” Rosinante gasped, “But wait, why do you have Ace if you’re not related to him?”

“Dad promised Roger he would take care of Ace and then gave him to me because he thought he would die before any of us gave him grandchildren.” Dragon told him as he shrugged, “Also, Ace might be my brother.”

“Wait, what?!” Rosinante yelled, “What do you mean he might be your brother?!”

“I just found this out when I called him three weeks ago, but apparently my father had polyamorous relationship with Roger, Rayleigh, and Whitebeard up until Roger died.” Dragon bluntly told him, “Which makes a lot of sense looking back on things.”

Rosinante had to take a moment to process all of that, but at this point, he felt like he was losing it.

“Well for a man that hates pirates he sure did fuck a lot of them!” Rosinante huffed, “Does this mean that Shanks and Buggy are your siblings?”

“Well, we did babysit them a lot, so I guess?” Dragon said, “I haven’t really thought about it, I was more focused on seeing you again.”

“Fair enough.” Rosinante sighed, leaning against Dragon again.

They quietly held each other for a moment, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere and being able to hold eachother again.

Then a shrill cry broke the silence making Rosinante go stiff.

“You want to meet our son?” Dragon asked him as he laughed.

Rosinante will never admit it, but he forgot that was why he was here. He nodded his head so fast he almost fell off the bed, but Dragon thankfully caught him.

“Sit against the headboard and I’ll get him.” Dragon directed.

Rosinante situated himself against the headboard and watched as Dragon went over to the bassinet he missed at the end of the bed. A tiny, squirming bundle was lifted out of it. Dragon gently unwrapped the baby and then adjusted Rosinante’s arms.

“Hush now Luffy, it’s time to meet your papa.” Dragon whispered as he placed the baby in Rosinante’s arms.

Rosinante tried not to cry as he looked at the tiny baby in his arms, well more like his hand actually. He had never seen a baby so small, he met Ace when he was a toddler, this baby fit in his hand! 

And he was so adorable too!

Luffy was in one of Ace’s old onesies that had monkeys and bananas on it. Curled up in Rosinante’s arms and wiggling to get comfortable. He had Rosinante’s blonde curls and big round eyes the same colour as Dragons, which were curiously looking up at him.

Luffy was perfect and Rosinante couldn’t believe that he was half of him.

“Hi Luffy, I’m your papa.” Rosinante cried, “You’re so beautiful, I love you so much. I promise to do my best to look after you, your brother, and your dad.”

Then he started to hear sniffing to the left of him. Looking over, Rosinante saw that Dragon was crying too.

“I’m sorry, all my hormones are just super weird right now.” Dragon cried, “Do you like his name? We can change it.”

Rosinante carefully adjusted Luffy so that he was holding him with one arm and used the other to pull Dragon close to him.

“No, it’s perfect, thank you Dragon.” Rosinante reassured him, before kissing his temple.

Dragon hugged Rosinante tight and nuzzled into his shoulder. 

Maybe everything will work out after all.

Suddenly, they heard a bang outside and the bedroom door was pushed open, banging against the wall slightly. In came a fussy Ace who had just woken up from his nap, rubbing his eyes as he walked in.

The toddler didn’t even notice Rosinante was there as he crawled up the bed to get to Dragon.

“Daddy, I want hugs!” Ace demanded as his dad picked him up.

“Hello firefly, did you have a good nap?” Dragon asked the whiny toddler.

Ace just huffed into Dragon’s neck as an answer and clung to him tighter.

“Well if that’s the case, I suppose you don’t want to see Rosi then do you?” Dragon teased him while pointing to Rosinante.

Ace’s eyes shot open and he looked at where his dad was pointing to, shrieking with glee once he saw it was indeed Rosinante sitting there.

“Rosi!” Ace cried as he jumped onto the man and latched onto him, “I missed you! Daddy did too! I saw him cry!”

Rosinante laughed at the flushed look on Dragon’s face and pulled them both to him.

“I missed you guys too.” Rosinante told him, “I missed you both so much.”

With the three people he cared for the most in his arms, Rosinante felt complete for the first time in months.

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Average newborn size is: 1"8 feet or 50.8 cm - So Luffy would be just a bit smaller than that because he was slightly undercooked.

Average three year old size is: 3"1 feet or 93.98 cm

Dragon is: 8"5 feet or 256.54 cm

Rosinante is: 9"7 feet or 293 cm