this is so sweet im dying
in return: imagine before they get together, thomas being like ‘i want to learn about ships, teach me james.‘ and so james goes off to get the books he used to study when he was preparing for his lieutenant’s exam, and gives them to thomas. and then thomas is like ‘aah I SHALL USE THIS OPPORTUNITY TO LEND YOU SOME OF MY FAVOURITE BOOKS’
and james is just going ‘but – but mine were old and cheap and i don’t use them anymore – there are expensive and nice and they are your favourites i can’t -’
Tag: awww this is adorable
I saw you wanted to read/write more of Madi and Flint’s friendship, so how about them for the prompt “please don’t leave”?
The sun was rising by the time James woke. His neck and back ached from resting against the half dilapidated wall of the run down house they had taken shelter in that night. And although the night was cold, James felt warm. Madi was at his side resting quietly against him, her smaller frame curled into the space his own body left. With an arm about her shoulders he could almost feel the depth of her breathing.
Eme was asleep across from them, she was probably not impressed by the familiarity they showed one another after such a short amount of time. But losing a loved one could do that. James knew that all to well.
Something must have woken her, as Madi shifted at his side and tightened her grip on his coat.
“It’s dawn,” he said under his breath. “You can sleep another hour or two. We needn’t hurry anywhere.”
Madi nodded, shifting ever so slightly closer and rolled her head to look up at him. “I dreamed of him.”
Flint nodded, unsure of what to say.
“He was far away, I didn’t want him to leave but he did. We are not close, you and I, but… Please. Don’t leave me, not you too.”
James brushed the thick tangle of her hair away from her face and kissed her forehead. “I’ll try.”
She sniffed and James looked away, letting her keep her pride by not witnessing the tears falling down her cheeks.
For another hour they dozed against one another, Madi’s hands in fists at his chest and his arms about her. He felt a measure of peace there, one he hadn’t known for years. She was fast growing precious to him and he feared what that would lead to.
But as she sighed and played with the hem of his coat, he let the peace of that moment wash over him. Worry had no place between them at that time. They were safe, with one another.