Waki15

Ok, I know that I am supposed to update on fridays but that went fail last time I tried it because I am ambsolutely CRAZY busy and therefore had no time but right now I have about five minutes to update things because I am at school and have nothing left to do. So I am updating and therefore you will get the next chapter. So blah.

Jack appeared to be dreaming.

Will didn't mean to be spying on him, he really didn't. He had just walked right on in, assuming that the flickering light of the candles meant Jack would still be up. He hadn't expected the captain to have fallen asleep at his desk, quill still in hand. Whatever he had been writing was apparently very important to him.

Will watched the captain's eyes flick back and forth beneath their closed lids, still bearing the slightest stain of kohl. When he was like this, the change didn't seem so bad. With his eyes closed, with his face at rest, with the sharp edge the man had taken on since the loss of his memories smoothed over and rounded out into the curves of sleep, he looked almost the same. Will could almost believe he had a chance.

The young blacksmith sighed. He had left one uncertainty for another. He knew now beyond a doubt that he loved his pirate captain from the depths of his soul. He knew that he'd stay with Jack forever, no matter what ended up happening between them. Even if he could only stay by his side as the blasted cabin boy, he'd do it. He'd never let Jack sail away without him again.

But still, there was the disappointment. He had fully expected to be welcomed back into Jack's life with open arms. After all, it had only been his indecision that kept them apart the first time. Now that he had made his choice, it should have been easy. Jack loved him, he loved Jack, and nothing should have stood in their way.

Except he had walked onto the deck and Jack hadn't even known who he was.

"Oh, Jack…" he sighed, watching the sleeping pirate's scrawny chest rise and fall. "Why can't anything ever be easy? Is God picking on us?"

Jack gave no response. He just kept sleeping, He looked so peaceful, so content. Will wished he could fall asleep, just lay there and dream about what might have been until the sun came up over the horizon. He let himself slide down the wall of the cabin, wrapping his arms around his legs. He lent his head against the wall, looking up at his sleeping pirate.

"I love you, Jack." He whispered.

Jack let out a not-so-quiet snore.

Will smiled and let himself fall asleep.

"Cabin boy."

Someone prodded him in the shoulder, forcing him awake.

"Wha?" He blinked his sleep-blurred eyes, trying desperately to focus on the dark shape before him.

"Cabin boy, you are sleeping on my floor."

Will blinked again, just as Jack was coming into focus. The pirate eyed him suspiciously, almost a little annoyed… and a little embarrassed too. Without all the grime and facial hair, it was an easy thing to spot the flush of his cheeks.

"Ugh… Sorry." Will clambered to his feet, wobbling for a moment as he regained his balance on the rocking ship.

Jack continued to stare at him.

"Why are you sleeping on my floor, cabin boy?"

Will frowned and pushed his hand through his hair. He really didn't feel like explaining right then. He'd just have to squiggle out of it.

"You know, I do have a name."

"Bah." Jack waved his hand as if to dismiss Will's existence all together. "Why should I bother learning it? You're not going to be around for very long anyways."

The captain turned and headed for the door, boots snapping against the hard wood of the floor. Will smiled.

"We'll see, Jack. We'll see."