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Day 1 of Our Flag Means Party: Mascots
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Prompt 2: Power By: @freakweasel (Team Grey)
Prompt 6: Idioms; Miss the Boat
By: @violence-as-a-love-language (Team Grey)
Summary: Black Pete and Lucius discuss what could have been if they weren't pirates.
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"Hey, Pete?"
"Hmm?"
"You ever think about… what we could have been? Y'know, if we'd never become pirates?"
Black Pete snorted a laugh, rolling over to face Lucius. He had his bottom lip between his teeth, worrying away. Adorable. "Nah, course not! I was born to be a pirate, love. No regrets."
His answer didn't seem to help Lucius' worrying. If anything, it got worse. "Ah. Alright then."
There was a beat of silence. "I mean, y'know, doesn't mean pirating is everyone's first choice," Pete offered, threading his fingers through Lucius' hand. He planted a light kiss on his forehead, and could feel the tension easing in Lucius' body. Just a bit. "Was it not a, uh, first choice for you?"
It was Lucius' turn to snort. "Far from it. More like piracy was the only thing I was even sort of qualified for." He pillowed his head on his other arm, staring down at their joined hands. "Not much use being an orphan who can read and write when you can't even lift bags of spices without spilling them all over the floor."
Pete traced his thumb over the back of his hand. "If you could've chosen, what would you have been?"
Lucius went quiet for a moment. "Don't laugh but… I've thought about designing clothes? Y'know, for fashion purposes."
Pete smiled. "Gotta say, that sure sounds like you. Bet you'd make the fanciest, most nice looking clothing all the rich shits would wanna wear."
Lucius laughed. "Oh god, that sounds nightmarish. Every rich asshole begging to wear my designs. I would get such a kick out of making them wait. Like, sorry sir/madam, you're too late. The caramel dress is all sold out for this month."
"Well I never!" Pete said, his voice climbing several octaves as he waved his freehand dramatically in front of his chest. "No one says no to me, the great Count Eliza!"
"Well I am, and you just have to suck it up, your highness." Lucius shoved a finger into Pete's chest, making him giggle and slap his hand away.
"So brutal," he mussed, leaning forward to kiss Lucius' neck. "Bet they'd all have to listen to you if they wanted your designs."
"Mmm you're very right." His freehand cupped the back of Pete's neck as he snuggled closer.
They went silent for a long moment, Pete's breath fanning out across his collarbone. Then quietly, Pete said, "I, um, always wanted to work with my hands more."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Like more woodwork?"
"Mmm." Pete stared down at their joined hands, thumb stroking over Lucius' wooden one. "I like making little knick knacks sometimes. Little bears. Squirrels. Mice."
"That sounds adorable. Bet you get all th details right."
"Always. I like to make them super realistic, y'know? So you feel like you're really seeing one." He paused, closing his eyes. "...I always wished I coulda run a little store. Sold them proper. I think… I think people woulda liked them."
"I bet they would have, love." Lucius squeezed his hand. "We would have made a killing not being pirates."
"Yeah well, who wants to be rich anyways? Especially if it means I can't do this." Pete pulled away just a moment so he could reach Lucius' lips. They kissed softly. Carefully. Like it would all dissolve in a moment of they weren't careful.
"You've got a good point there," Lucius said, pulling back slightly to let his breath ghost over his lips. "Why would I want the world, when I couldn't have you?"
A Vow so Bold and Deadly (Cursebreakers #3) - Brigid Kemmerer
Face your fears, fight the battle.
Fight the battle, save the kingdom.
I have been eagerly awaiting this one!!
Also, how pretty are these covers?! 📚💙
When you love the color style your talented friend gave you.