#thatch?

how DARE you…… i’m emotionally drained after this bad boy

You awake to a large rustle and shift. The room is still pitch black, so you roll over to nuzzle into your lover’s chest. It’s still warm, but empty. You slide your hand down the mattress until you feel a back. You sit up and shift close to him, wrapping an arm around him

“Thatch? Dear, what’s wrong?” 

He exhales and turns to you. He squeezes your hand and brings it to his mouth, placing a peck on it before he presses it to his scruff

“You know I love you right?” As you open your mouth to speak, he gives you one of his ICONIC kisses. Nothin’ like an early make out session to start the day off. Eventually you both roll out of bed, and get ready for the day

The normal schedule proceeds - together you tackle the kitchens cooking side by side. Ace is up to his usual behavior, stealing people’s food and picking on Marco. 

The battle occurs (yadayadayada), Thatch discovers the devil fruit. Together the both of you go through the library to find the book on devil fruits. Though it seemed to be missing. 

A celebration later on occurs, then the both of you slip into bed.

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You again wake up to a pitch black room and an empty bed. Perhaps Thatch would bring breakfast in bed? Though, there was no special occasion was there? No anniversary, nor is it each others birthday.

You must have slept in. Shit. Curse that bastard for not waking you. Thatch would rarely ever wake you up, as soon as you recognized his missing presence you’d spring out of bed to greet him. If you didn’t… well he wouldn’t go back into the room or else he’d crawl into bed and fall asleep again.

You tossed the blankets off of you and scurried around the room getting ready. A gargle of mouthwash and comb through your hair was enough for now. If you waited any longer for breakfast it’d through your day off. Damn Thatch

As you stepped out of the cabins, the sun wasn’t at it’s highest - yet it was still bright as hell. A crowd appeared on the deck, but it was silent. Which meant you missed the shenanigans and got to walk into the lecture of Pops.

“What’s up?” Everyone turned to you, and the silence became a jumble of murmurs “Guys…” The crowd split just enough for Izo to step through

“(Y/N)! Stay there.” His words shattered over you as a plate would. He opened his mouth again. “(Y/N) pl-please just stay there.” 

“They need to know. (Y/N) needs to fucking know.” It was Ace. 

“What is it? This isn’t funny.” Anxiety began to make your heart patter. The painful silence didn’t help either, even the ocean dare not splash. You took a step forward

“(Y/N). Listen to me, and stay there.” You looked at you father’s face for a hint of nothing serious. His poor attempts to hide a surprise usually showed through. There was nothing

You began walking to the center of the crowd - Izo grabs your wrists. Not in a playful or gentle grip, rather one filled with plea and pain. Somehow you manage to pull out of it - as an alley cat would through a fence

As you reach the center of the crowd, you see a blanket covering something. Ace runs towards it 

“ACE DON’T” You froze, Pops only spoke like that to his foes. What could be so wrong-

As a magician reveals the finale of his greatest trick, the split second it takes to reveal the task seems like an eternity. The shock of the reveal causes a silence to be killed by a roar of cheering and applause. Only there was no applause, no cheering, no magic. Only Thatch

Only Thatch laying on the ground in a pool of blood. His hair still perfectly done, but he was as white as the clouds drifting above you. Perhaps not even white. as blue as the ocean you float upon. Though, he still looked as he had fallen asleep after one too many drinks, but there wasn’t a loud snore coming out every  breath. The only thing coming out was a knife in his back

A blood curdling scream arises from you. Everyone’s throat clamps up, and tears yet again creep out of their eyes. Your knees begin to give out, before you fall Izo catches you. He wraps a suffocating arm around your waist, pulling you so close you might as well merge. His other arm attempts to block your eyes, though the image of your dead love is seared into your mind

You squirm and squirm, attempting to break free from his grip. Miraculously he lets go, he collapses on his knees, face pressed against the deck struggling not to cry

“(Y/N), (Y/N) please.” You ignore everything and one surrounding you, staggering towards him. 

You collapse on your knees in his blood. It’s cold - you can feel it as it soaks into your pants. He was left there. 

“Nononononononono…” Another sob escapes, you place your forehead on his. A splatter of blood is on his cheek. You sit up, and use your sleeve to dab it off. He hated being dirty. 

Pops and Ace begin to argue, you don’t know about what. All you can hear is “Don’t leave”

“Ace…” You reach out your bloody hand towards him. “P-please stay, I can’t loose you too… please” He opens his mouth, then closes it. He starts to hesitantly walk towards you, grabbing your hands and squeezes. “I love you (Y/N), I’ll be back soon” 

I'm gonna cry XD

I'm obviously doing something wrong here T_T