Harry hook x readers (one shots and 2 parters)

Overtime

Request-takes place during 'Rise of the isle of the lost'

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The waves of the isle shore crashed against the dock, making for an almost pleasant background noise as the crew of the lost Revenge worked tirelessly to get it in working order for its voyage to the isle of the doomed.

Repairing the hull, plugging holes, fixing sails, gathering rope, swabbing the deck-every crew member was hands on deck as they raced around to get it ready in time; which had to be within the day, before anyone else could have a chance to get the trident that rested at the bottom of the bay.

"Raise those sails, make sure tha't anchor is connected, don't ye dare let that sludge get on the deck!" Harry ordered the crew, his brow furrowed as he paced the deck-Uma was in the chip shop, unable to command her new crew, though she was far less knowledgeable about being a pirate captain, so Harry-the appointed first mate-was the best man for the job to make sure everything was in top shape.

He was already covered in sludge, a tar-like substance that acted like waterproof superglue-he'd already worked to plug holes and replace some of the hull's boards but now he needed the crew to finish up the ship before the end of the day.

He turned as he heard a slight struggle from the gangway, seeing (y/n) Smee, one of his oldest friends-even older than Uma-carrying a shit ton of rope for the sails. Harry frowned, seeing how red in the face she was and how exhausted she looked. He looked at his pocket watch, and while he couldn't exactly tell time-he knew the lass had been working for probably seven hours straight.

"Smee," Harry barked out, beelining it to her, putting his hands on her back and shoulders as she continued to tug the huge ropes onto the ship. (y/n) panted, tilting her head to look up at him, sweat dripping down her brow as she breathed heavily, almost heaving.

"Harry," she panted out and Harry frowned, taking the rope from her hands and easily slinging the heavy ropes over his shoulder. "I was doing that," (y/n) huffed and Harry just ignored her, tossing the ropes by the main mast where they needed to be.

"ye need ta' take a break," Harry demanded, grabbing (y/n)'s wrist and beginning to drag her off the ship towards the chip shop.

"I'm-fine-" (y/n) said, pulling her wrist out of his hand with more force than necessary, and she suddenly felt dizzy and swayed. "-Harry-" she managed to say before the feeling of fainting took over and her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell backward, hitting the railing of the gangplank and she went overboard.

Harry instantly reacted, not wasting a second as he dove over the rails and into the water after (y/n). "Man overboard!" Bonnie yelled and Gonzo raced to the ladder hanging off the port side of the ship and unlatched it, the ladder unraveling and landing in the water for Harry to climb back up on.

Harry grabbed (y/n)'s unconscious form and tugged her close, pushing off a jagged rock next to him and swimming back up to the murky surface, shaking the water off his face as he broke the surface and swam to the ladder with (y/n) in his arms, still unconscious.

"she okay?" Drey asked as Harry climbed up the latter with one hand, (y/n) limp against his side.

"she will be, she fainted from overworkin' 'erself." Harry said, handing (y/n) to Gil as he reached the top and climbed onto the deck. He shook his head again and took (y/n) back from Gil. "all of ye, take a break, before someone else faints." He ordered and stormed off the ship to the chip shop.

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(y/n) woke up less than 20 minutes later, blinking awake to the feeling of a cold cloth on her head and lying down on Uma's bed in Uma's room that was above the chip shop. She groaned a bit, feeling like she had a wicked headache, and sat up; the wet cloth falling to her lap as she rubbed her face.

"There ye are," she looked to her left, seeing Harry entering the room with a cup of water, handing it to her. "what did I say 'bout overworkin' yer'self?" Harry asked, sitting at her feet, and giving her a stern look. (y/n) huffed, drinking the water.

"I didn't want to seem lazy," she muttered and Harry rolled his eyes, leaning over to flick her forehead and she yelped, flinching her eyes closed. "hey!"

"Yer not lazy, yer not useless, just because you can't keep up physically as the rest of the crew don't mean yer any less useful, ye just have different uses. Besides, ye helped enough in tha' morning, and I had told ye ta help Uma in the chip shop instead." Harry said, flicking her forehead again and she smacked his hand away, making him smirk.

"You're just trying to make me feel better," (y/n) muttered and Harry rolled his eyes, no shit. He instead scooped her up and carried her back down to the chip shop, (y/n) hitting his back on the way down. "put me down! Harrison James hook!"

Harry just snickered and dropped her in one of the chairs at the long table near the kitchen, grabbing a tray and dropping in front of her. "eat, take a break, stay 'ere with Uma, I'll be back when the ships done." Harry ordered, pointing his hook at her as he swaggered out the chip shop.

(y/n) huffed, pouting a bit as some of the patrons chuckled and then turned back to their meals as Uma came out from the kitchen with a mean glare to silence them. "When has not listenin' to him ever turned out well for you?" Uma snorted as she passed by (y/n), leaving a seaweed smoothie as she did. (y/n) just rolled her eyes, grumpily taking her break.

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