Treasure (Jim Hawkins x Reader)

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Y/n searched around for Jim and found him up on one of the pillars, messing around with a bit of rope. She couldn't think of what to say to him, her hand rubbed at the back of her neck. "Um, Jim? Back there...it, it wasn't your fault you know? Things like that happ-" She was cut off by Jim. "Don't you get it!?" Jim threw the rope off somewhere before jumping down to face her. "I screwed up! For once, I thought I could do something right!" His voice cracked slightly, as he was on the verge of tears. "Just, forget it..." He turns away from her. "Jim..." Y/n sighs.

"You shouldn't let one accident speak for your worth. I don't know a whole pout about you Jim, but I do know that you could be a fine spacer if you really wanted it." Y/n continues. "I have a feeling you're going to great things. Just you wait." She gives him a soft smile. Jim looked back at her. "She has a point Jimbo." The two turned to see Silver. "You have the makings of greatness in ya. You just have to take the helm and chart of your own course." Silver walked over and placed his hand on his shoulder. "And when the time comes, you get the chance to really test the cut of your sails, and show what you're made of. And I hope I'm there...catching some of the light coming off ya that day."

Jim sniffles before hiding his face in Silver's gut. Silver chuckles awkwardly before patting his back. "There there, now you two best be getting some shuteye." Jim wiped his eyes and nods. "Yeah...thanks Silver, you too Y/n." He smiles. "No problem." Y/n smiles as well. "See you in the morning Silver." She says as she walks off with Jim. "Y/n, what you said back there was nice. Thanks again, for trying to cheer me up." Jim says. "Ah, it was nothing. Goodnight Jim." She yawns before heading to her hammock. "Night Y/n."

Jim was woken up by the flatula alien above him, he lazily rolls out of his hammock. "Ugh..." He puts on one of his boots then reaches for the other. As he reached for the boot, it jumped away from him. "Huh? Morph?" He rubs his tired eyes. "It's too early for this Morph..." He sluggishly chases after it. The boot snuck behind him and kicked his bottom. "Ah! Hey, Morph!" Morph sticks his tongue out before turning back into his normal blobby self, then grabs his actual boot and quickly floats off. "Hey, come back here!" Jim chases after him. Y/n groans and list her head up to see him running after Morph. "What in the..." She yawns and gets up, following after the two.