Context: You grew up in the slums, being cared for by a nun in an abandoned warehouse near the docks. The other children that were raised with you largely moved on to their own lives, but you stayed to continue her work. One other person stayed with you, however. A boy that would become a Pirate Captain. No one is sure how the two of you can even stand to work together... if only they knew.

Setting: An abandoned, time era appropriate warehouse

Tags: [MA4F][Friends to Lovers][Pirate Captain Speaker][Nun Listener][Flirting][Cuddles][Confession][Protective][Dominant][Back Rub][Kisses][Slow Burn][Pirates][Orphanage][CW: Human Trafficking/Orphaned/Stolen Children]

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[G] = The guard
All other text is Garrett

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[Scene opens in a rickety old building near the docks]

[SFX: Creaking wood and harsh winds]

“Aye, lass! Can yer get the door for me?”

[You start from putting the last kid to bed and hurry over to the old door before flinging it open. A very bedraggled pirate captain smiles down at you]

“A fine evening to Miss Mercy. Got more tots for you, unfortunately. C’mon, little ones, get inside. It’s cold as witch farts out here.”

[The pirate ushers them inside and you shut the door behind them]

“These ones were getting sent to the other side of the coast for some damned reason. Nay, go on, kids. To the tubs with ya!”

[The kids are too tired to argue and shuffle off into the baths, leaving you with him]

[Pause]

“Hm? A change of clothes? Ah, I’m fine. I’m half frostbitten, at best.”

[Pause]

[He glances down at his shirt. A pool of red is steadily growing]

“Look down? … Oh. Damn, suppose that chubby idiot did actually stab me under the ribs. Ah, well, it’s fine. Part of being a pirate.”

[Pause!]

“Oh, fine, fine, I’m sitting.”

[He sits on an empty couch with a groan and tugs his shirt off]

“...You gotta be careful, Mercy. The second any other pirate finds out about your little setup here, they’ll take everything they can… You and the kids included. My crew is big and the Viper's Kiss is a big ship, but I can’t defend you against every other Captain out there…”

[Pause]

“No… I couldn’t… I wouldn’t ask you to just abandon all the kids you have come through here. But you’re one person, Mercy. One person with twenty kids of varying ages, ailments, origins. You’re going to work yourself to an early grave… and then I won’t ever get to-”.

[He doubles over and groans as you clean the wound]

“Feathers, that stings! Rrgh… Gods, your hands are shaking. You’ve been eating, right? Resting?”

[...]

[He sighs and shakes his head]

“Come here, lass. Yes, here. Yes, I mean sit in my damned lap! We’ve known each other for years now, c’mon… It’s still just Garrett, the guy that once tried to convince you that noodles were alive.”

[He pulls you into his lap and you shiver as he begins to rub your shoulders]

“Damn, Mercy… Your shoulders are locked harder than the King’s vault. Lean back. Let me rub your shoulders. You deserve to be taken care of, love.”

[He continues to rub slowly and gently as the fireplace crackles, only pausing so you can get the new little ones dressed in fresh clothes, fed and put to bed, all of which he helps you do]

“Ahh, there we are. All the little ones are washed, clothed, fed and in bed. Nicely done. Now, come on back to the couch with me. I want to get the kinks out of your shoulders and back.”

[Pause?]

“Of course I don’t mind, love. C’mon, we met in this same building under the care of that nun before she passed. We’ve known each other for over a decade, fought through the pits of Hell together, stole a fucking ship from a pirate lord together! I’m here, alright?”

[Pause]

[He sighs and his warm breath tickles the back of your neck]

“I miss you, too, sweetness. Every moment I’m out at sea trying to intercept these traffickers, I miss you, and any time we trade places, I miss you even more. It scares the breath out of me, thinking about you dying out at sea, or me dying out at sea… just one of us never coming back, no closure, no nothing… I don’t know how I’d live…”

[Both of you pause, on that awkward, delicious precipice of the tension finally snapping]

[Pause]

“... You know. A lot of the boys have husbands or wives waiting at home for them. Not all of them are faithful, and most of them are in it for the gold and wealth…”

[Pause?]

[He chuckles quietly]

“Aye, marriage can be messy… but I hear it can be quite nice, as well. Get to come home to, I don’t know, a handsome pirate that can also play house husband, very charming, protective…”

[Pause]

“Mmh, don’t say I’m needy… even if it’s just teasing. I’m not needy, I just…”

[He pauses before his lips hungrily press against your neck]

“Gods damnit, I can’t… I can’t take this anymore! I don’t want to hear it, Mercy. I need you, right now!”

[He gently tilts your head around and kisses you, insistent, almost taking your breath away]

“Mmh… Sweet girl. Your lips are so damned nice. So, so nice. Mm, you can keep complaining, but you’re kissing me back…”

[The warmth of him and the warmth of the fire makes it hard to think]

“You have no idea… how long I’ve wanted…”

[Pause]

“Lass, a pirate can only show much of their heart. Otherwise, they tend to get shivved through said organ. But I can’t… I’ve loved you for years, now. I wanted to wait until I could present as an honest man but… That’s more than likely not to happen at this point, unfortunately… Wish I could, but mhh?”

[You kiss him and he eases, drawing you close to him]

“I love love love love you, Mercy. And that ain’t just the muscle spasm in my shoulder talking. Here, just, rest against me… There you are, beautiful as the sun on the horizon. I want the rest of my life to be coming home to you, you coming home to me, us building this place up… Just say you’ll be mine, won’t you? I’ll get you a ring first thing tomorrow if you-”.

[SFX: Harsh knocking]

[G] “City guard, open up!”

[You both freeze, looking at one another in paralyzed terror, before Garrett simply whispers:]

“Follow my lead…”

[To be continued?]