Mihawk X Child Reader
Stealing your dad's clothes
You were allowed to be in his room but you weren't allowed to touch anything. Once he caught you snooping around his office and lectured you for hours about the importance of personal space and trust and parent-child relationships and blah, blah, blah. One thing did stick out thought which is what he said in the end.
'I respect your personal space and I expect you to respect mine are we understood my dear one.'
'Yes dad.' You had agreed but you hadn't stopped thinking of it since you saw it. It was beautiful and you didn't like to admit it but your dad had great fashion sense.
I'll just try it on and he'll never know. You said to yourself while tiptoeing into his bedroom.
You reached the wardrobe and when you opened it there it was in all its goth glory, a dark red corduroy blazer freshly pressed and ironed. You quickly took it off the hanger and put it on looking at yourself in the mirror attached to the wardrobe door.
It looked weird on you not what you expected it to look at all. It looked like you were playing dressup with your dad's clothes which is what you were doing you just thought it would look baggy in a cool high fashion kind of way. You were about to take it off in disappointment until...
"What are you doing with my blazer y/n?" He asked flatly. His tone always made if so hard to know if you were in trouble.
"Nothing..." You said sheepishly.
He stared.
"Ok it is but it's just sooo pretty. I just wanted to try it on." You were looking down now completely embarrassed as he made his way closer to you. "I'm Sorry..."
"Tuck in your shirt"
"Why w-" Before you could say anything else his gentle hands were already doing it for you
"The hem draws the eye to your waist line." He said bluntly, turning you around to see yourself in the mirror.
"See?"
"Wow!" You were so surprised at how huch one simple adjustment like that could change such an ill fitting outfit into something very chic.
"And wear this too." He gave you a rings that was on one of his fingers. "Accessories are a very important part of an outfit my dear they can create needed visual interest and guide the eye trough your ensemble. It's not just what you wearing..." He continued to lecture but you stopped listening which you often did not because what he was saying was wrong or boring but he had a tendency to go on and on. "There you look lovely my darling." He said admiring his beautiful work.
"So you're not mad?" You asked as you admired yourself in the mirror.
"No but if you were to touch my hat then we'd have a problem."
He would secretly loved it though. He liked that you wanted to look like him; even though you weren't related, it made him happy to see parts of his character appearing in you as you grew.
"Thanks daddy..." You grinned at him. "So can I have it?"
"No."
You giggled and hugged him. You knew what his answer would be, you were just happy you weren't in trouble and that you had the most stylish farther in the world.
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I hope there aren't any spelling mistakes <3
