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Rosinante closed the trunk with a loud thump, carrying a bunch of market bags in his arms easily. Most of them were filled with snacks or candies, the type of sweet that children liked. Nor him or his son, Law, liked sweets very much, both preferred strong flavours, yet. The snacks were always on the shopping list.
Rosinante pretended he didn't know it was for the neighbor to protect his son’s pride. While on that, he also pretended he didn't see his garden gnomes on the floor as well.
In the next door, a family of three brothers had moved some months ago. The older one was twenty three and the younger one was twenty. They moved from Foosha to follow their dreams. The oldest, Ace, worked at the police station under Chief of police Newgate, the middle one, Sabo, I was studying law at the local college and the younger of them liked to climb on Rosinante’s fence and charm his son.
He pretended he didn't knew to protect his son’s privacy.
Instead of greeting him at the door as usual. (Law liked to welcome him since he was thirteen and Rosinante had to do a surgery and didn't come home for almost half a year, hospitalized due conflicts in the surgery) Law was suspiciously close to the living room’s window, leaning over the other side dramatically. Steak, the neighbor's dog, was wagging his tail anxiously and barking, leaving the window and running through Rosinante's yard.
“Law, I'm home, dear.” He said softly, putting the bags on the table. “How was your day? I had to leave early because-”
“Ouch! Damn garden gnome!”
“Luffy-ya! Shut up!”
Let's also pretend we didn't hear that, okay.
“Law.” Rosinante Called, this time, louder. “I'm home, dear!”
“Rosi!” Law gasped, turning to face Rosinante with red cheeks and guilty eyes. “You're home.”
“Yes, I am.” Rosinante smiled, amused. “That on the window was the neighbor's dog?”
“Yeah..” Law sighed, looking somewhat fond and exasperated. “That was steak..”
“Gnome!” Was yelled on his yard
“Mh.” Rosinante decided he also didn't hear it. “Come help me to organize the things I bought, please.”
“Of course.” Law smiled, finally leaving the window.
Rosinante smiled and let Law check the stuff he bought earlier, walking slowly to the window, he lit up a cigarette and sighed. In the beginning, he didn't like Luffy that much, he was noisy and didn't respect boundaries, often making Law anxious and nervous. But lord knows what he's doing, Law can take him in small doses, his son always took more time to adapt than other children, Luckily, Luffy seemed to understand Law's rhythm. Someway, somehow. Not always synchronized though.
“There, Romeo.” Rosinante blew smoke, throwing a bag of chips in his yard, a cunning hand quickly picked it up midair before disappearing between bushes. “Try to use the front door next time.”
“Got it, blonde uncle!”
The young would find their way to each other eventually. Until then, Rosinante decided he wasn't seeing anything.