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Happy Thomas Resurrection Day! 

I’m a little late but I hope it’s still okay to post this today. This is just my third flinthamilton fic because I’m not a writer and I’m not very good at writing this pairing so it terrifies me, but well, in honor of his resurrection I wanted to give it a try. 

They are sitting in the living room after lunch. Each of them has a book in their hands and they are supposed to be reading but for a moment, Thomas looks at James and can see that even if the book is open, his mind is somewhere else. It’s the anniversary of Miranda’s death and Thomas is afraid that maybe he’s thinking about it.

“What’s on your mind?” Thomas asks.

“I’m not sure you want to know.” James says, looking at the pages again.

“Why shouldn’t I want to know?” Thomas raises his eyebrows, closes the book and rests it on his lap. “Your mind is full of brilliant things most of time.”

“Just most of the time?” James smirks.

“Yes. I wouldn’t say that declaring a war to England and risking your life in my name was exactly brilliant, wouldn’t you agree? It’s flattering… and extremely brave, dear… but I could have lost you because of it. And nothing that might lead to your death could ever be brilliant. I’m sure Miranda agreed with me.”

It’s been almost a year since they reunited and escaped the plantation and as hard as it is, at least now they are able to mention her without feeling like crying anymore. They know that’s not what she would have wanted. Because she would have wanted them to live life to the fullest, instead of living a life of grief and regrets. That is something that neither of them have ever doubted and they owe it to her to be happy.

“She did. Of course, she did. We had countless arguments about it. And she tried to convince me…” James shakes his head as he remembers those times. It still feels like it was yesterday.

“You can be proud of her.” James continues. “She tried her best to convince me. You know how she wanted us to start a new life, so that I could leave Captain Flint behind. As strong-minded and I guess, right, as she was, she wasn’t able to convince me. I said it was me who had to grant them my forgiveness… not the other way around. And I’m sorry, but that’s still how I feel. Just because you’re back, it doesn’t mean they didn’t ruin our lives.”

“James–”

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