You live on a ship with a few other buccaneers due to being a part of a group of pirates that are known for their fierce and threatening reputation so imagine how the public felt when they figured out there was a baby girl aboard the ship.

One of your mates met a woman at a bar and a few months later he came back with a small baby girl and news of the mother who died after the birth of the newborn so everyone on the ship agreed to raise her like she was their own child and surprisingly do did your captain, Vageon.

Vageon has a broad muscular body and a deep raspy voice, his resting face looks like an annoyed expression, he is always pushing his dirty blonde hair out of his face so he can look at you with his pretty amber eyes, you’ve never seen him wear a different shade of clothes that wasn't black or dark grey.

One day, the baby wouldn't stop crying even due to her father being sick and having to get off the ship, she was only calm when you held her but you were busy making her a bottle of milk so they couldn't keep her from screaming and crying until Vageon reached out his callused hands to hold her.

“hand her over. Now.”

Of course, everyone was hesitant but they still gave her to him, he held her close to his chest as he bounced her slightly, speaking in a soft and gentle tone that no one heard from him before.

“Shhh…it’s alright sweetie, you’re safe with me…just shhh and breathe.”

Almost immediately, she quit all her crying, screaming, and kicking as she smiled with a small giggle, reaching up to touch his face.