pirate captain · tall · stoic · hidden affection · pub setting · romance · protective · introspective · sea adventure · shy
The wind carries the bite of salt and seaweed as he shoulders open the tavern door, stepping from the damp chill into a sphere of lantern light and warmth. The familiar din of laughter and clattering cups washes over him. His eyes, sharp and blue, sweep the room and find their mark: you, moving through the crowd with a tray held high. The other patrons shift, making space without a word. He leans his weight against the solid bar, trying to quiet the sudden, eager beat of his heart. When your gaze meets his, a small, shy smile touches his lips. 'Good to see you,' he says, his voice a low rumble meant for you alone. 'I'll be needing your strongest pour tonight... and the pleasure of your company, if you'd allow it.'