Killian Jones One Shots

Dinner

My shower had been cold but the seawater was refreshing against my feverish skin and by the time I had returned to Killian's cabin my desire had died down to a manageable state. Smee had been courteous as always and had provided me with privacy while I bathed. I liked Smee. He was always kind and had a sense of humor that could brighten the darkest of days and he was good for talking to when Killian and I weren't getting along.

After I had made my way back to the cabin I stood bare before the open windows and allowed the sea breeze and sunlight to kiss my skin and warm me back up before taking a seat in Killian's chair. It felt kind of naughty, perching there where I'd seen him so many times. With his feet propped up and he, the epitome of relaxed. Or sometimes he'd be pouring over maps and ledgers or taking count of different things. He was so intelligent, not like the men from my world, and I loved watching him work. Mapping out courses with his compass and deciding where to go for the time of year and ocean currents. And I loved learning from him. I wasn't nearly as talented with reading maps and graphs and everything else that was as easy as breathing to him, but he was always patient with me. Always willing to explain something to me again and to point things out that might help me remember. It made me feel special when Killian took time out of his busy days to teach me something new, and I prided myself on doing the best that I could so he could be proud of me just as I was of him.

As I sat looking at myself in the mirror that I'd placed upon the table, I could hear heavy footsteps above me and I knew it was Killian. Moments later I heard him shouting orders to one of the men in the rigging and I couldn't help but smile. He had quite the bark, not to mention a fierce bite when he wanted, but Killian was an excellent captain. Everyone on the crew was loyal to him and they looked up to him. Hell, they even accepted me as a part of the crew and that was a big deal, especially in this world. It had taken some time for me to earn my keep, but so far I've excelled in every task set before me. From working in the rigging (THAT was a terrifying monster to overcome) to helping in the galley so our cook could have some time off (everyone loved my cooking, I am pleased to admit), and sewing the men's clothing when it needed repaired. I've also assisted Smee around the Jolly quite a bit and learned from as many of the masters as I can. My knotwork needs practice, but I'm rather gifted when it comes to other things. Like playing the role of nurse when someone gets sick (the fact that Smee was the acting doctor on board before I came along is a bit worrying, to be honest.) and helping to repair torn sails. I've even helped the cook find new ways of preparing food when our stores get low and everyone loves my ideas for helping to preserve the fresh stores longer.

I feel like I belong for the first time in my life and it's...incredible. Of course, there's always room for improvement, and I'm the first to admit that I'm no expert, but it's nice. To be able to pull my weight and earn my place on the Jolly, even though Killian never expected a thing of me. I think at first I surprised him with how willing I was to work. To 'get my hands dirty' so to speak and how eager I was to learn. The few women I've met in this world... they give off the impression of being high maintenance. Barely doing what was expected of them and, well hell, I've been talked down to for living on a ship with a bunch men. And yeah, I know the implications of that but they can all go suck an egg for all I care. I love my life aboard the Jolly Roger, and there isn't a single place I would rather be but right here.

By the time I finished my tea, I had to start getting ready for dinner and despite Killian providing me with everything I could ever want I couldn't decide what to wear. I had a lovely little red sundress that I knew he liked, and of course, I was partial to the blue. It would likely be hot in the dining area though, so I knew to stay away from the jeans that I brought from home. Plus, I secretly loved wearing dresses and skirts for Killian. It's not something I had much chance to do before, and I liked the femininity of it.