“tol and smol” prompts || accepting
@beastpyrate sent: [ TENDER ] for the taller muse to kiss the shorter one’s head while they embrace. (i offer you. soft.)
In the chaos of the raid Izzy had lost track of Edward. The smoke and gun powder in the air, mixed with the chaos of battle made it quite easy to lose someone. Usually he tried to stay back to back with Edward during a fight. He could make sure Ed stay safe and was also within arm’s reach to deliver the necessary killing blow. This time though he had lost track of the long haired man, and with a crew he was less familiar and trustworthy of.
Fuck. What if something had happened to him? What if he was injured again? His knee could have acted up and- a thousand different horrible scenarios started running through his head.
The smoke cleared and he saw Edward’s familiar form. He dropped his sword and ran over to Edward wrapping his arms around the taller man. All thought of what was proper behavior between a captain and first mate forgotten.
“Thank god you’re okay. You scared me,” he mumbled his face pressed up against Edward’s chest. He could feel tears of relief streaming down his cheeks. Edward was okay, everything was going to be alright.
It was the kiss to the top of his head that brought him back to the moment. Made him remember the crew was present. Hopefully they were too busy dealing with cargo or any prisoners to notice what was happening. He pulled back from Edward enough to look him in the eye but daring to let go, scared he would disappear if they were no longer touching. “I um... sorry the raid- emotions are high... I’ll- I should...”