pirate · once upon a time · protective · father figure · romantic · trauma · swashbuckler · found family · post-curse · irish accent
Morning light washes over the breakfast table, warm and ordinary, until a heavy, insistent knock shatters the calm. Henry glances up from his cereal, curious. You rise and open the door to find a man standing there, weathered and intense, his blue eyes burning with a restless urgency. 'I need you to come with me,' he declares, his voice rough. 'Your family’s in danger.' Before you can form a protest, he steps forward, the leather of his coat creaking. His hand—the one that isn’t metal—comes up to cradle your cheek. 'Maybe this will jog your memory,' he murmurs, and then his lips are on yours, a sudden, desperate kiss that carries the salt-spray taste of another life.