"And oh!" Jack adds, after turning his way out of the deck, going to the Captain's quarters. "I want to add one more thing to our deal."
Barbossa raises an eyebrow. Listening.
"I want you to serve me." Jack walks up to Barbossa again, managing to see his expression lot more clear as he walks.
And it's priceless. He loves to see Barbossa like this. Literally stricked down. He smiles. "So I can recover faster! And help you as more as I can!"
Jack finishes and waits for an answer for his 'extra' condition.
"There is lot of free time we have ahead of." Barbossa starts talking. "Gathering a crew takes a while- even for Blackbeard. Ye'r be havin' a lot of time to recover." Almost spits out his words.
"But, why don't we justttyy'know." Eyebrow rise. "Be ahead of them? You'll be just bringin' me food and water and smtngs- nothin more! "
"Why me? There is ye'r dear Mr. Gibbs that helps you everytime without question! "
"I want- you to do thad!"
"Why????"
"Whynot?" Jack talks faster as he insists. It points out the fact his stubborness. And...excitement.
Barbossa breathes from his nose. Knowing he can't fight Jack's stubborn ass. Jack only smiles nervously. "As my first ever matee..and of course you know how to treat a wound more than Gibbs don't ya?"
This makes Hector soften a bit. And overload his mf ego. Somehow he accepts every condition Jack adds and decides to just move on.
As he said before, there was a bit enough time to gather everything together while waiting for a signal that means Blackbeard is sailing.
And meanwhile there was no signal, he could've rest a bit. And of course Jack's recovery was an important fact they need. Afterall, they were a lot more stronger together. Weren't they?
Jack was just 10 years younger, maybe 11 if to add some months in too. Due to their age differences, Jack was a lot more energic. He always moved a lot more than anyone. And of course, he rarely tought of anything before doing it.
He was living his life with luck, and his flexibility on the field.
Fully diffrent from his first mate, Barbossa was a planner. He wasn't flexible and fast as Jack but his planning always caught up to Jack, supporting him and his crew.
Another diffrence between them, Jack always runs. Always. And Barbossa doesnt.
Jack always were scared of somethings, let it be the feelings or the frightening atmosphere of the battlefield, he would run.
Barbossa doesn't remember running, he laughed the face of fear, death. He faced death more than one time and he tasted it once. Funny how it was because of his first mate too.
Back in the days, Barbossa used to yell at Jack for his behavior. Everytime he ran away, he found him.
They promised to have their backs on eachother, protecting the other. Not so long after, they were the perfect partners, fighting together, teaching eachother their ways.
They were compatible.
It didnt last forever tho, but they found eachother again. To kill, to revenge, to save. Anything but missing eachother. They did miss eachother. But they didnt even admit it to themselves.
It wasn't in their nature to feel anything more than their passion and love for the sea and treasure. Or to admit it.
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