Princess!Reader x Pirate! Spain and England: Love Lost at Sea

Chapter 4

____ looked around fearfully, but she managed to keep a straight face as the pirate crew began to approach her. The old wooden floorboards creaked under her expensive ballet flats. The rugged men looked at her as though she were food, and they had been starving for days. ____ was uncomfortable, to say the least.

"She's a pretty one, ain't she?" A man growled. His hand brushed against hers briefly before she pulled it back. "Aye. Come to play with the dogs, princess?" A hand touched her butt. "Don't be scared! We don't bite too much." The crew circled around ____, laughing and trying to touch her. "D-Don't touch me! I'm warning you!" She couldn't help but stutter. More laughs sounded. ____ looked around for Romano. He was told to stay with her while Antonio went to get something from his chambers... But he was no where to be seen. "Look at her! She's shaking!" "Such a pretty lass. Too bad ye' belong to the Captain." ____ shot him a glare. "I don't belong to that barbarian!!" "Sure ye' don't, yer royalness." They continued to throw around snide remarks and jokes. "Hey, how about ye' spend the night with me?" She felt a hand wrap around her wrist. "I'll be like a dog; when I'm done licking all over ye', I'll sleep at the end of yer bed! How does that sound, princess?" ____ looked up at him, frozen in place. Her heart raced. "L-let me g-"

The sound of a gun broke the ruckus. The crew went silent, turning and parting to let someone through. It was-

"Antonio!!" She whimpered. The scowling Captain held his gun up to the sky. "I leave for a second, and you all gang up on the poor chica." Then he pointed his gun to the pirate that held onto ____. "It would be wise to let ____ go, no?" He quickly let her free...

____, without even thinking, ran to Antonio. She clutched into his free arm, her face burried in his sleeve. His frown only deepened when he noticed that she was shaking. "Listen up. You are to treat her with respect. No one lays a finger on ____. If you do, you loose a finger. She is our guest. We must make her feel welcomed. Are we clear?" They muttered and nodded in agreement reluctantly. "Now where's Romano?" At that moment, the Italian walked around a corner, a tomato in his hand. He lazily took a bite. "What do you-a want you pirate bast-AAAAAAAA!!!"

Without hesitation, Antonio shot at him, his bullet leaving a clean hole through the man's hat. ____ let out a small gasp in surprise. "You had one job, Romano." "You stupid jerk!!! You could-a killed me!!!" "Next time, you won't be so lucky. And for this slip up, you are now in charge of guarding and tending to ____." "What?!??" Other pirates snickered. "Sí, amigo. You'll be her babysitter." A smirk spread across his face. Romano was red. ____ couldn't tell if it was from anger or from embarrassment.

Antonio looked down at her with a smile. "I'm sorry for that, ____. I shouldn't have left you." The loud thumping of her heart sped up slightly. ____ only shook her head, the grip on his clothing tightening.

"Alright everyone! Get back to work!!!" Slowly, the crew dispersed. "____, I'm sure you'd prefer more comfortable clothes, no?" She looked down at her dress, nodding softly. "Romano! Come back here!!" A loud groan came from him as he turned around. "I want you to get her some clothes. They should be in my quarters." "Whatever." "I have to leave you for now. Will you be ok?" ____ finally realized that she was latched onto him. She quickly let go, blushing ever so slightly. "Y-Yes! I'll be just fine without you!" He only chuckled and ruffled get hair. "Take care of her, Romano. I mean it."

The door opened with a moan. The two stepped into the Captain's Quarters, ____ looking around with sudden curiosity. Swords were hung on the walls. A gorgeous bed with beautiful linens was to the side. 'It's fit for royalty...' A desk was by the widow. Countless scrolls and maps cluttered the oak wood table. And there was a elegantly crafted dresser next to a vanity. "That stupid bastard... Making me look after you." ____ frowned. "Sorry to be a burden, but you were the one that ditched me in the first place." "I was-a hungry. I don't have-a time for babysitting a pompous royal. You're nothing special." ____'s stomach tightened.
'I'm so used to people waiting on me, beckoning to my every call and need. Now these people don't even respect me... It's so new.'

Romano went to the dresser and opened it. "Here." He tossed a shirt and a pair of pants, along with some boots, onto the bed. "Put that on. It might-a be a bit big, but I don't give a shit." "Thank you..."

____ went to the bed side, raising her eye brow at Romano, but he didn't seem to notice. With a sigh, she began to flip off the straps of her dress. The entire time, Romano gazed at her. Withoutlooking at him, she spoke up. "It's rude to stare at a lady, especially when she's changing." He finally realized what he had been doing. His cheeks turned red and he turned immediately. ____ smirked slightly as she peeled off her wedding dress.

She held it in her hands, staring at the beautifully crafted gown. "My big day... I almost wish I could stay here..." ____ muttered to herself. She dropped it and got dressed. She wore a thin button-up white shirt that was oversized and showed some of her bust, and a pair of loose black pants. The brown boots were almost her size; a little too big, but she was glad to be out of her tight flats.

She let out a sigh and said, "I'm done." Romano turned, and he found himself blushing. "Pull your shirt up." "Huh?" ____ looked down and shrugged. "It's too big." He let out a huff and began to take off his jacket. "What are you-" Romano practically shoved it at her, his head turned to the side. "Put it on. The men-a here are-a pigs..."

'Romano...' Her heart fluttered at the kind gesture. With a sweet smile, ____ put it on. It smelt oddly of tomatoes and spices, and she came to the conclusion that she rather liked the scent. "Thank you, Romano... I guess you're not as much of a jerk as I thought." "Wh-whatever... Let's just get you to that bastard..."

As they exited the room, ____ was completely unaware of Romano's blush, and the loud rapid beat of his heart.

(Yes, I put some stuff with Romano, because I fucking love him.)