Mihawk and Shanks headed inside. The bar was small, not many people were inside. It was dimly lit with a pool table, karaoke, and a few little games in the back. Mihawk and Shanks sat at a booth in the corner of the bar. Shanks wrapped his arms around the back of the booth as Mihawk looked to the menu.

"It feels, off, without my children here." Mihawk sighed.

"Relax, you need it. Being a single father is tough work." Shanks hummed.

Mihawk set the menu down before turning to Shanks, his hand took to his thigh earning the redhead's attention.

"How many women, and or men have you slept with exactly?" Mihawk asked.

"I'd rather not tell you that." Shanks said.

Mihawk pulled his hand away before opening the menu once more.

"I worry I will grow attached to you and once we do. Um. have intercourse. I worry you won't be there when I wake up. Breaking more than just my heart, but also my children's. In such little time they've grown so fond of you." 

Shanks chuckled, "Relax, I won't do that to you."

Mihawk turned to him, "I trust you."

A waitress came by picking up what they would like to drink and then dropped off a menu of what they would want to eat. Which ended up being some pasta, and wine. Mihawk looked to his wine swirling it quietly while Shanks threw it back like it was a shot. Then began to pour himself another glass.

"Now enough about me, what about you. Why did you decide to pick up your rugrats?" Shanks hummed.

"Zoro was a drunk mistake, and Perona was a sober decision." Mihawk said, "I was lonely after being dumped by someone I held dear. I was broken hearted and drank myself into a state of signing and adopting a son. Zoro was very small, he was a baby when I adopted him. I don't regret it, no. I'm glad I have him, he set me straight and I began to start working again and. He got lonely. So I gave him a sister. But, now he will soon have a brother."

Mihawk chuckled remembering Zoro wanting nothing to do with Perona, until she started to figure out how to talk back. Then began to blame all his spills and mess on her.

"Jeez. That's a lot more genuine than how I picked up Luffy." Shanks said.

Mihawk turned to him, "And how is it you stumbled upon that ball of energy?"

"I don't remember myself exactly, but. There was just this kid wandering out in town. He was splashing around in puddles in tattered clothes, and nothing on his feet. I figured the poor kid was homeless and I gave him a couple of bucks to get some food or something. But. everyday after work Luffy would always would be sitting outside for me. Until I took him home. One of the best/worst decisions I ever made." 

Mihawk smiled softly, "And you're sure he didn't belong to anyone?"

"Oh yeah, no one came for him. I mean he went through a few foster homes before eating them out of house and home. So. they let me have him."

"Before Boa ever got the chance."

They chuckled softly before there appetizer was placed on the table. Shanks thanked the woman who then swooned and headed back to the bar. Mihawk glared at her before to Shanks eating some cheesy bread. He turned to Mihawk and motioned him to try some, earning the elder to try some. Mihawk eats his fair share of the cheesy bread while Shanks ate the other half.

"So, how do you like it here than to K-kol- wherever you came from." Shanks asked.

"It's too," Mihawk glanced to Shanks, "Friendly."

Shanks grinned, "If I wasn't so friendly how else would you of met the love of your life?"

Mihawk cocked a brow to him, "Love of my life? More like company."

Shanks chuckled tilting his chin to him and leaned close enough just enough for there lips to brush against one another.

"Company? I think I'm a little more than that." Shanks purred.

Shanks leaned in a little as his eyes glanced to Mihawk. His eyes focused on Shanks lips before he kissed him softly. Shanks kissed back before he pulled back with a smirk. Mihawk huffed crossing his arms and turning away from him.

"You and me both know I'm more than just a little company." Shanks purred nuzzling into his neck.

"Fine." Mihawk huffed, "Maybe something more."

"Maybe?"

Mihawk glanced to him, "Maybe. I'm still not going to give you what you want. Just yet."

Shanks chuckled, "Oh I don't mind. As long as I can kiss you, and touch you."

He stiffened to the hand squeezing his ass, he turned to Shanks smirking and sipping down his wine. Mihawk grumbled going to sip his wine.

As the night progressed, Shanks talked Mihawk into drinking somehow. At first it was one drink, before it lead to five.

Shanks chuckled to Mihawk being already slobbering drunk with him. He looked to the glass that was half full before he set it down and turned to Shanks.

"Let's go home." Mihawk hummed.

"Sure, you look like you need it." Shanks hummed.

Mihawk grabbed his jaw having him finish off his drink then they scrambled off to Mihawk's home.

Shanks was pressed to the door while Mihawk opened the door. Mihawk and him held a heavy lip locking. They stumbled up the stairs to Mihawk's room. Mihawk pushed Shanks onto the bed before struggling out of his coat and his shirt. Shank sat up on his elbows.

"You should get a ticket, cause damn honey your body's fine." Shanks purred.

Mihawk tossed away his shirt before straddling his hips, "Then would you hold yourself against me and all I'll say is your name."

Shanks purred, "That's a good one."

"Shut up and take your pants off."