March Recovery Day one- act of kindness (Time and Wars)
Exactly what it sounds like lol Time does something nice for Wars
788 words, no warnings :)
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“Hey, Old Man?” Rulie’s voice breaks through the soft conversation of the night, and he glances up to the boy.
The simple motion causes the little group of Rulie, Legend, Wind, Twi, and Wild to all break into laughter, causing a grin to pull at his own lips despite not knowing the joke.
“You just admitted it! He called you Old Man and you responded!” Wild wheezes, and Wind laughs even harder.
He rolls his eye playfully, shaking his head.
It had been a nice day- warm, sunny weather, no attacks or battling, he’d let the boys sleep in a little bit and settle in for the night earlier than usual.
It was a nice night, too- a little cool with the sun setting, but the fire kept them warm.
The boys had grouped off to do their own things for the night, from engaging in conversation with one another to reading or writing letters.
He’s glancing down at the letter he’s writing when the captain catches his attention.
Wars sighs at the fraying in his scarf, fingers brushing over it.
“You ok, Capsicle?” Wind asks, draped over the captain’s shoulder from behind.
“Yeah, of course.” Wars says easily, grabbing the sailor and lightly tossing him to the ground.
“Capsicle?” Sky murmurs to Legend, who merely shrugs.
Wars and Wind wrestle on the ground, both laughing, scarf forgotten in the pile of their stuff.
Four glances up from the book he’s been reading since they settled for the night, smiling and shaking his head before going back to reading.
Wild glances up from chopping veggies for tonight’s meal with a laugh, tossing a pumpkin seed at the pair when they get too close.
“Hey, watch the fire,” Rulie warns with a smile, causing the two to pause for a second.
Take a step away, then go right back to it.
Even he has to smile, shaking his head as he does so. His boys are crazy.
While the two are distracted, he eyes their stuff and walks over. Inspects the captain’s scarf, noting the fraying.
He has some thread that would match it surprisingly well, and it’s not too bad yet. He could repair it.
Malon taught him some basic sewing, he’s sure he could fix it.
So he folds it carefully, tucking it into the pouch on his back. And tells the captain he folded it up and put it away when Wars inquires about its whereabouts.
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As he’d predicted, the scarf is a rather simple fix. He’s no expert like his wife, but even he manages to fix it up alright without it being noticeable.
He just took the first watch, made sure the captain didn’t get the second, then settled down with a lamp when the rest had settled in to sleep.
Carefully redid the hem of the fraying fabric with small, careful stitches.
Inspects his work carefully, deeming it acceptable. Malon would do better, but… they work with what they’ve got.
He wonders too late if Legend possibly could’ve done a better job- but banishes the thought quickly. Too late for that, and he’s honestly glad to be able to do something for the captain.
The young man has been a tremendous help during this whole journey, taking lead when need be and doing anything possible to help him out.
It doesn’t come close to repaying him, but… it’s something.
He sets it away, satisfied.
Wakes Four for second watch, settles into sleep easily, and wakes up in the morning to the captain holding the scarf with a frown.
Hands brushing over the newly repaired edge, glancing up at him.
He offers a small smile. “Captain. Good morning.”
Wars gives him an odd look. “Did you do this?”
He feigns innocence. “Do what?”
“Fix it. The fraying.” Wars insists, showing him the stitches. In the light, he notices it’s a bit messy, a few stitches crooked or slightly misplaced.
“Yeah.” He admits. “I can undo-”
He’s cut off when Wars pulls him into a hug, arms wrapping around him tightly.
“Thank you.” Wars says softly as he slowly hugs back.
“Anytime, Link.” He says in the same tone, gently rubbing Wars’ shoulder. Getting a hug- or any sort of contact, really- from the captain was rare. “Thanks for all the help during this craziness.”
Wars nods, slowly pulling away. Takes a slow breath, smiling softly at him. “Glad to help you out.”
He nods, but Wars stops him.
“Time. Thank you. Really.” The captain says softly, hand brushing over the end of his scarf again.
He nods, offering an arm for the captain again.
Wars accepts the hug, head resting on his shoulder.
“Anytime, Captain.” He says softly, gently patting his friend’s back. “Anytime.”
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