#mihawk when it actually happens: does not compute

[muselexum]

@divineslcyer​​ sent:

She takes a moment to lean over as she finds where Mihawk's sitting, "Amore..." She waits a moment, letting herself slip seamlessly into his lap sideways, mindful of her long skirt. "What do you think of cradles?" She waits, for a moment, gauging his reaction. Carefully, she settles his hand over her stomach, resting her cheek against his shoulder. Gold eyes glimmer with warmth, "We're going to be needing one for the little one." (-sends you fluff cuz missed them-)

Mihawk’s eyes drifted to where his hand to rest over the swell in her abdomen, the man quiet in thought as he considered her question. Truthfully, if Mishil wanted to handle all the choices that came with preparing for a child then Mihawk would have had no qualms with it. It’s not that he did not care. He was just... ill-equipped to handle such matters. Moreover, he’d rather that everything be to Mishil’s liking anyway, so it only made sense that she picked out what she wanted. He was content with the role of retrieving or building whatever she needed to ensure she was content with her future motherhood. For the life of him he could not bring himself to pick between cradles or bottles, or baby clothing, or fabrics that had different colours or patterns. It all seemed so inconsequential to him in the face of what would soon be his child coming into the world and breathing life.

His gaze left her belly. His head tilted down, Mihawk nosing past her hair to nuzzle into her neck. He breathed in her scent, taking a moment to enjoy the weight of her on his lap before he commented, “I do not think of cradles.” The statement sounded cold. Not his intention. It was just the way he spoke. 

There was a pause before he sighed, allowing the usual stiffness in his shoulders to sag the slightest bit. Mihawk wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he spoke in a softer tone against her temple, “Pick one- or however many, you would like, Amirah. If it pleases you, then it would please me.”