Enjoy... feel free to make requests. Im an absolute pirates of the Caribbean nut, so just feel free to ask for absolutely everyone
When I say I'm obsessed... I kinda mean it and it's a problem but we don't talk about that.
Oops. Anyway ENJOY
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Jack had been acting strangely for the last few days, he'd avoided speaking to you, and keeping his distance. Whenever you came over to talk to him, he would walk away. You hadn't a clue what he was doing it for, or why he was avoiding you. It became apparent that maybe he was doing something wrong, something he didn't want you to know about.
It was early morning, Gibbs had arisen from below decks, staring out to the sea.
"Morning!" you said, yawning.
"Morning miss, did you sleep well?"
"Not too bad, could have been a lot better,"
"Something on your mind?" he turned to you, looking concerned, someone else had come upon decks.
"Jack, he's been avoiding me for some reason, do you know why?"
"I'm not sure, you'll have to ask him yourself,"
"I'm not so sure that's going to be possible considering he's avoiding me. Thanks anyway."
The went on, and Jack kept avoiding you. It caught your eye when he left the helm, handing it over to Gibbs, creeping down the stairs toward a lower part of the ship. You followed him, creeping down the stairs slowly. Maybe, if he was cornered, he would talk.
Through the endless barrels of rum, gunpowder and weaponry, you found Jack at the end with a small lamp to light the way. He turned around and noticed you.
"What are you doing down here?"
"It's the first time you've spoke to me in ages, Jack. Why have you been avoiding me?"
"I haven't been avoiding you,"
"Jack..."
"Fine, yes, I lied to you,"
"What's wrong? Why are you keeping your distance?"
"Because, I was told to,"
"Jack, when have you ever done what you're told? Please, stop lying to me,"
"Hmm, we'll you won't like what I have to say, love," he handed you a bottle of rum, pulling you some barrels for you both to sit on. "You need this, I promise."
"Okay, go on then,"
"With this whole, Davy Jones and Boostrap journey, I don't want to get too close to you. Should anything go wrong. Im avoiding you, because I don't want to be hurt losing you,"
"You're not going to loose me," you reached your hand out and grabbed his knee. "I'm not going to loose you. Why should we live in fear of losing the other? At least we had some time to get to know each other."
