Same Mistakes As His Mother
Title: Same Mistakes As His Mother
Author: kianaaaaa
Rating: R
Pairing: Jack/Will
Warning: Slash and sexual themes.
Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean belongs to Disney, not me.
Summary: All of Will's determination to not be like his mother and fall for a pirate are completely in vain.
Author's Notes: This is for the 20loves challenge. These are prompts 4-7. The prompts are italicized.
Jack’s confession the night before had sparked a series of conversations between the two pirates. They had stayed in Jack’s room all night talking, and took any chance they could get to be together the next day. After dinner, Jack and Will waited for the rest of the crew to leave the table and go back to work. Jack, being the captain and thus in charge of everything that went on on the Pearl, let Will take a break with him.
They had been talking for what seemed like hours when Jack finally asked, “So why did you leave Port Royal to join my crew?”
“I told you,” Will started, “Elizabeth was a changed woman when we returned home. She was no longer satisfied with her small life in Port Royal. She went on a voyage to travel the world, and left me behind, so we called off the engagement.” He tried to hide the pain in his eyes by turning towards the wall.
“Yes, yes, I know,” Jack said. “I mean, why did you leave? You had always struck me as the romantic type to stay with the woman you loved, even if from a distance. She would have returned eventually.”
Will chuckled a little bit, and shook his head. “Elizabeth is a beautiful woman. She can make any man’s heart melt. Her father is constantly buying her beautiful dresses, and her maids are constantly fixing her hair, and she is constantly looking in mirrors, not in vanity, but so that everyone is assured that she will continue to be this beautiful for years to come.
“But you, Jack, you are dirty, and you walk like you are constantly drunk, and the kohl around your eyes is always smudged down to your cheeks.”
Jack stared at him with confused eyes, then looked down to his figure, and shrugged and nodded.
“You are a disgusting pirate and yet your beauty equals, or perhaps is even greater, than that of Elizabeth. You look at me and my heart melts, and you don’t even try.”
Jack looked at him, puzzled, unsure of whether he was to take his words positively or negatively.
~*~
“Okay, so why did you seek me out when you left Port Royal, and not go somewhere else?”
It was late at night and Jack and Will were heading below deck to go to sleep, continuing one of their many continuous conversations that had stared the night before.
Will sighed, eyes dreamy as he recalled the painful months that resulted in him being with Jack right now. “To be honest, it all started when I helped you escape the hanging. Do you remember?”
“Aye. How does one not remember nearly perishing?”
"I suspected you of all people would forget such a thing, having escaped death so many times," Will said with a shy smile. "Anyhow, that was a very important day for me. That was the day I proposed to Elizabeth."
"Aye, lad, enough about the charming Ms. Swann. Have we not heard enough?" Jack complained, half-serious, as he opened the door to his room.
Will hesitated before following him inside. He frowned, and added, "You did not let me finish. That was the day I proposed to Elizabeth, and my heart should have been filled with joy, and yet I felt like a part of me had gone astray; a part of me I was not even aware existed before I began my quest with you for the Black Pearl."
Jack, not quite sure if he fully understood what Will was talking about, collapsed upon his bed, bottle of rum in his hand. He sat up slightly and took a swig of it, his nightly routine. "Continue," he said, throat burning with the bitter taste.
Will nodded and did as he was asked. "I then realized that that same part of me did not wish to return to my life as an apprentice blacksmith and marry my true love. Elizabeth was suffering from the same change of heart, and two people who both wished to be someplace else could not possibly have a happy married life together. When I realized there was nothing left for me in Port Royal, I did not know what else to do but fulfill my desire for adventure that I had developed whilst defeating Barbossa and his men."
Will was neither smiling nor frowning, so Jack was unsure which emotions lay behind his words. "So, you see..." Will continuted. "The day you left I thought I would die. Strange thing was that was when I truly began to live."
Jack grinned indulgently. "Like father like son."
~*~
That night Jack and Will shared Jack's bed again. Once Jack had rolled off of Will and onto his back beside him, catching his breath, same as always, Will asked the same question that he had the first time they had sex.
"No."
Jack's answer was the same. Will felt the hurt hit him like a brick wall, and he stared at the man beside him in disbelief. Somehow, he had really thought that Jack was starting to care for him, even just a little bit.
Jack felt Will's stare on his face and sat up suddenly. "Listen, Will..." he started, voice uncharacteristically harsh. "If you ever cared about me, even for a moment, leave now. Don't look back, just leave. I am not the sort of man an innocent lad like you should care for," he warned him.
Will continued to stare up at him with quivering eyes, and said, "As you wish," before hastily gathered his things and stepped out of the bed. He threw on his clothes and hurried out of the room, not looking back, just as Jack had told him so.
~*~
Jack had expected without a single doubt that the morning after he and Will's latest encounter that Will would ignore him, and possible even ask to leave the ship, as young people like him were exceptionally quick to change their courses of life over and over again, Will definately not being the exception. However, much to his surprise, Will was every bit as friendly and attentive as any other day. Jack was puzzled, and a little frustrated. After the first meal that he had with the crew, Jack decided to confront Will. As Will was walking toward his workplace below deck, Jack grabbed his arm and he whirled around, startled.
"Why are you still here?" Jack asked him blatantly. "I thought I told you to leave if you still had even a shred of affection for me." His voice was forceful, but also confused, his dark eyes trying to penetrate through Will's chocolate-brown ones, as though attempting to read his mind.
Will stood without flinching, and spoke without hesitance. "Even though you never told me me you loved me, I know you do. I can feel it."
Jack stared at the boy, and with Will's last words, he glanced down at the hand that held onto his wrist, not tightly, but gently, his rough skin almost like a caress. Jack realized what he was looking at, but still did not remove his hand, and they stayed together like that, just staring at each other.
Author: kianaaaaa
Rating: R
Pairing: Jack/Will
Warning: Slash and sexual themes.
Disclaimer: Pirates of the Caribbean belongs to Disney, not me.
Summary: All of Will's determination to not be like his mother and fall for a pirate are completely in vain.
Author's Notes: This is for the 20loves challenge. These are prompts 4-7. The prompts are italicized.
Jack’s confession the night before had sparked a series of conversations between the two pirates. They had stayed in Jack’s room all night talking, and took any chance they could get to be together the next day. After dinner, Jack and Will waited for the rest of the crew to leave the table and go back to work. Jack, being the captain and thus in charge of everything that went on on the Pearl, let Will take a break with him.
They had been talking for what seemed like hours when Jack finally asked, “So why did you leave Port Royal to join my crew?”
“I told you,” Will started, “Elizabeth was a changed woman when we returned home. She was no longer satisfied with her small life in Port Royal. She went on a voyage to travel the world, and left me behind, so we called off the engagement.” He tried to hide the pain in his eyes by turning towards the wall.
“Yes, yes, I know,” Jack said. “I mean, why did you leave? You had always struck me as the romantic type to stay with the woman you loved, even if from a distance. She would have returned eventually.”
Will chuckled a little bit, and shook his head. “Elizabeth is a beautiful woman. She can make any man’s heart melt. Her father is constantly buying her beautiful dresses, and her maids are constantly fixing her hair, and she is constantly looking in mirrors, not in vanity, but so that everyone is assured that she will continue to be this beautiful for years to come.
“But you, Jack, you are dirty, and you walk like you are constantly drunk, and the kohl around your eyes is always smudged down to your cheeks.”
Jack stared at him with confused eyes, then looked down to his figure, and shrugged and nodded.
“You are a disgusting pirate and yet your beauty equals, or perhaps is even greater, than that of Elizabeth. You look at me and my heart melts, and you don’t even try.”
Jack looked at him, puzzled, unsure of whether he was to take his words positively or negatively.
~*~
“Okay, so why did you seek me out when you left Port Royal, and not go somewhere else?”
It was late at night and Jack and Will were heading below deck to go to sleep, continuing one of their many continuous conversations that had stared the night before.
Will sighed, eyes dreamy as he recalled the painful months that resulted in him being with Jack right now. “To be honest, it all started when I helped you escape the hanging. Do you remember?”
“Aye. How does one not remember nearly perishing?”
"I suspected you of all people would forget such a thing, having escaped death so many times," Will said with a shy smile. "Anyhow, that was a very important day for me. That was the day I proposed to Elizabeth."
"Aye, lad, enough about the charming Ms. Swann. Have we not heard enough?" Jack complained, half-serious, as he opened the door to his room.
Will hesitated before following him inside. He frowned, and added, "You did not let me finish. That was the day I proposed to Elizabeth, and my heart should have been filled with joy, and yet I felt like a part of me had gone astray; a part of me I was not even aware existed before I began my quest with you for the Black Pearl."
Jack, not quite sure if he fully understood what Will was talking about, collapsed upon his bed, bottle of rum in his hand. He sat up slightly and took a swig of it, his nightly routine. "Continue," he said, throat burning with the bitter taste.
Will nodded and did as he was asked. "I then realized that that same part of me did not wish to return to my life as an apprentice blacksmith and marry my true love. Elizabeth was suffering from the same change of heart, and two people who both wished to be someplace else could not possibly have a happy married life together. When I realized there was nothing left for me in Port Royal, I did not know what else to do but fulfill my desire for adventure that I had developed whilst defeating Barbossa and his men."
Will was neither smiling nor frowning, so Jack was unsure which emotions lay behind his words. "So, you see..." Will continuted. "The day you left I thought I would die. Strange thing was that was when I truly began to live."
Jack grinned indulgently. "Like father like son."
~*~
That night Jack and Will shared Jack's bed again. Once Jack had rolled off of Will and onto his back beside him, catching his breath, same as always, Will asked the same question that he had the first time they had sex.
"No."
Jack's answer was the same. Will felt the hurt hit him like a brick wall, and he stared at the man beside him in disbelief. Somehow, he had really thought that Jack was starting to care for him, even just a little bit.
Jack felt Will's stare on his face and sat up suddenly. "Listen, Will..." he started, voice uncharacteristically harsh. "If you ever cared about me, even for a moment, leave now. Don't look back, just leave. I am not the sort of man an innocent lad like you should care for," he warned him.
Will continued to stare up at him with quivering eyes, and said, "As you wish," before hastily gathered his things and stepped out of the bed. He threw on his clothes and hurried out of the room, not looking back, just as Jack had told him so.
~*~
Jack had expected without a single doubt that the morning after he and Will's latest encounter that Will would ignore him, and possible even ask to leave the ship, as young people like him were exceptionally quick to change their courses of life over and over again, Will definately not being the exception. However, much to his surprise, Will was every bit as friendly and attentive as any other day. Jack was puzzled, and a little frustrated. After the first meal that he had with the crew, Jack decided to confront Will. As Will was walking toward his workplace below deck, Jack grabbed his arm and he whirled around, startled.
"Why are you still here?" Jack asked him blatantly. "I thought I told you to leave if you still had even a shred of affection for me." His voice was forceful, but also confused, his dark eyes trying to penetrate through Will's chocolate-brown ones, as though attempting to read his mind.
Will stood without flinching, and spoke without hesitance. "Even though you never told me me you loved me, I know you do. I can feel it."
Jack stared at the boy, and with Will's last words, he glanced down at the hand that held onto his wrist, not tightly, but gently, his rough skin almost like a caress. Jack realized what he was looking at, but still did not remove his hand, and they stayed together like that, just staring at each other.