Sleep in the Caribbean

"I don't know why I have to repeat, I found that my voice is also a little lower, with a charm that doesn't seem to belong to me.

"En." JACK nodded, his cautious look didn't match his confused expression.

"Great captain, Pirate King of the Caribbean."

"YEAH, YES..." JACK was still nodding, "Oh NO... NONO..." But it seemed as if he suddenly remembered, "I just lost my boat..." with a moment of freezing on his face Frustrated, "I watched her leave me with my own eyes..."

Through my side face, JACK looked at the sea with unfocused and sad eyes.A precise angle, as if the Black Pearl was still there.

I suddenly understood why on the first day of being exiled, JACK was seriously injured, but he was still awake when I passed out.

He was obsessed with his Pearl and watched her leave.

I can imagine JACK's despair and sadness at that time.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help stretching out my hand to caress his still-scarred, haggard face under the dark skin.

There was mist in his eyes, downcast with sorrow,

There was a surge in my heart, and it hit.

My fingers flicked across his thin cheeks in a daze, and gradually pressed my own face against it.

With some hot faces, it was only when we got close to each other that our temperature seemed to be too hot.

I caressed lightly,

I don't know if I said anything, but I just thought in my heart,

"Don't be sad, you are my one and only, LOVE."

Facing my sudden overly intimate move, I could clearly hear JACK's heartbeat.

He was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand to support my hair, which I don't know if it's even or not.

He smiled softly, looked into my eyes, and smiled softly.

"I lost one and gained two."

Regarding the close face in front of me, the same smell of alcohol spit out by each other made my already dull head more and more confused:

From nowhere, JACK found a string of black pearl bracelets with warm and smooth color.

But at this moment, I seem to only see his shining eyes, shining with a gentle light.

I reacted immediately and shivered.

"My bracelet!" I was very happy and smiled happily.

I always thought I would never see him again, for some reason, I assumed he had been traded for drinks by JACK or left on the Pearl.

It just never occurred to me that he would always be with me.

I touched the five pearls that looked gorgeous under the firelight, and I felt a familiar sense of security and belonging.

But the eagerness in my heart is still far inferior to the feeling when I look at the man in front of me.

He imbued my name and my bracelet with the same meaning as his Black Pearl.

For the first time, I felt how worthy and lucky I was to have given myself that name in the first place.

JACK looked at me with gentle eyes, as if it was another surprise that had been expected for a long time.

Then, he took me into his arms, together with my bracelet.

"I earned it, honey, at least I have something worth it... Hmmmmm..."

His chin rested on my forehead, and my face was pressed tightly against his shoulder.

I smelled his familiar scent, enjoyed the temperature when I was close to him, and the feeling of being cherished for this second.Then struggled a bit.

Almost in a daze, I'm still worried about touching the wound on his chest.

But he was pushed back even more brutally.

"..Hello.."

"Do you still want to escape, huh?..."

As he said that, JACK increased his strength again, as if he wanted to fix me on his chest.

It turned out that he was obsessed with me running away from him again and again.

"If you lose too much blood and die later, I don't care about you..." I said weakly, with a blushing face that I didn't want him to see.

It feels so good to be hugged, and my body is gradually covered with peace of mind and warmth.

"Aye..." I could feel the arc of JACK's grin,

"Fortunately, I'm not alone here, LOVE..."

Drunken and vulnerable, JACK seemed to say something in his heart that he would never say normally.And this sounded less like flirting, more like coquettish seeking comfort.

"If we escape, I allow you to tell others about your heroic deeds of surviving on the island alone...It is definitely not a good idea to bring a woman here..."

The warm sleepiness gradually swept over me, maybe I don't know what I'm talking about anymore, I know that I always think beyond the scope of "comprehensiveness", even a little whimsical.But I still don't mind poking fun at myself.

With some arrogance, I smiled and rubbed against JACK's chest, that tough physique cultivated by years of sea life.

And JACK also hugged me tighter, as if adjusting a comfortable position.

Then, he kissed me lightly on the forehead.

I knew my face was getting hotter because of the mustache and the soft touch of his lips.

complicated feelings.

Glad for the trust and cherish he showed,

And a small disappointment that he didn't actually do anything to me.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with such respect.

"What the hell are you expecting, Blake?"

Drowsy, I seemed to murmur this sentence.

"Hehe..." JACK laughed, half-drunk.

"GOOD NIGHT, LOVE..."

"You'll remember this day because you almost caught CaptainJack Sparrow!"

"Close your eyes and pretend it's all a nightmare, that's how I forget..."

"Who am I? Jack Sparrow!" "You forgot Captain again..."

I woke up talking to myself in my dream.

It seems that I am woken up by the sun every time, and I have gotten used to it after a few days.

Then I am not surprised by the strange dreams that have increased recently.

It's just that the figure of JACK and his voice always flashed in the dream, which made me very helpless about the matter of "my mind is full of JACK".

Also, I don't remember ever seeing JACK say those things.

It seems that I am poisoned.

Reluctantly propped up, I felt a headache.

Damn hangover.

I rubbed my temples and brushed JACK's half-naked chest as I lowered my hands.

"Oh."

I was taken aback by myself before I remembered those scenes and conversations from last night.

Crimson memories illuminated by firelight.

zero distance.

I felt myself blushing uncontrollably again, and lightly pressed my disappointing cheek.

Jack just lay there, breathing steadily and calmly.

Having seen his disordered breathing when he was injured before, his safety now is simply a kind of happiness to me.

His eyelashes are really too long, and every time he lowers his eyes, it makes my heart skip a beat.

Now he quietly closed his eyes, covered with thick eyelashes like a doll.

I shivered at the thought of being a "doll".

Yes, he might actually look like some kind of alternative doll without those dark circles under his eyes that never seem to go away.

His nose is straight and pointed, and his thin face is slightly parted with seductive lips.

I looked at his well-defined face carefully, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the two funny beards on his mouth.

"It's the sign of a man, dear."

My obsessed eyes suddenly met his bright eyes that opened suddenly.

There was joy and complacency in his tone, as if it was a long-planned surprise, the corner of his mouth kept smiling, and then he sat up.

And I, clutching my forehead, calmed down my heartbeat after being slightly frightened.

I just want to find a hole to crawl in now, it's so embarrassing.

"Bastard, I can't stand you always like this." I responded to him dissatisfied, and I felt that my words were becoming more and more rude.

"Sorry, honey." JACK smirked at me, with a little sincerity in his eyes, but then his behavior of fumbling around for the bottle immediately made me angry.

"Asshole." I stood up and got rid of the ambiguous memories of yesterday by the way.

I really want to confirm the relationship between me and him.

All the things we have experienced together and his actions so far have proved that he has a good impression of me.

But I'm not sure if it's the way I want it to be.

I mean, he seems like someone who would be in that relationship with a lot of people.

and,

He hasn't done anything to me yet.

I'm ashamed of myself for being so eager to commit myself, but I've lost out to a lot of people when it comes to physical relationships.

I've heard about JACK's affairs.

Maybe he didn't hit me because he was injured, or maybe he just didn't want to get in trouble with me.

But no matter what, I couldn't leave him anymore.

No matter where he is, I will be willing to do anything for him and be used by him.

I feel very sad.

"Honey." JACK stood up, with some usual shaking, "I mean, good morning."

I have to admit, his hoarse voice when he wakes up is deeper and sexier than usual.

He was close to me as a matter of course, keeping a close distance from me both in face and body.

I really think he loves the distance.

I couldn't help but reflexively took two steps back, because of my knot in my heart.

Then I saw his immediately frowned and puzzled expression:

"WHY?!" The reaction this time seemed to be bigger than before,