Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Pluviophile: Lover of rain."

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Captain William 'Will' Turner [PotC] ([info]swordattheready) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-29 09:25:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:the flying dutchman, will turner

Who: Will Turner and The Flying Dutchman
What: Visit to a sick friend
When: After this post
Where: Dutchman's apartment.
Warnings: None that I can think of, other than possible swearing?



He had been feeling guilty ever since the day he'd told her he was in love with two other people. Because he knew she hated his wife, and he figured she wouldn't ever want to share him, Will had given her up for her own good. But that had been a decision he'd come to regret every day since then. Will was afraid that Dutchman wouldn't ever want to be with him since he'd made the choice to let her down, and he wondered if she'd even agree to being his friend.

When he'd read that she was ill, he jumped at the chance to take care of her, as she'd been so kind to him the ten years he'd been aboard her, and looked out for his welfare. So that's why he found himself at the door of her flat, Tupperware of chicken soup in one hand, and a bottle of ginger ale in the other. He tucked the bottle under his arm and knocked at her door.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]swordattheready
2008-03-01 03:06 am UTC (link)
It tore his heart in two to hear her in pain. It unnerved him to see a woman crying and he leaned down to wrap his arms around her, curling him into her body.

"Have you taken any medication to help with the pain, or to stop the sickness?"

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]takesheart
2008-03-02 02:29 am UTC (link)
Dutchman nestled into his body like she did it everyday of her life. "The woman next door told me to take this pink stuff, but I threw it back up," she said with part of a sigh, part of a shrug. "It only made me feel worse."

She hated mortal medication too.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]swordattheready
2008-03-03 04:29 pm UTC (link)
He hugged her to him, grateful that she didn't push him away. Will only wanted to make her feel better. "Well I brought some ginger ale for you to sip, and some chicken soup for later if you can keep the ginger ale down."

Reaching down to pull the blanket up to cover her, he tucked it around her. "You just stay here and rest for now. Sleep will help make the illness go away."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]takesheart
2008-03-03 05:10 pm UTC (link)
Dutchman nodded, settling under the covers. She closed her eyes for a moment, already feeling a bit better with Will being here, and he seemed to know what he was doing.

She looked up and grabbed the arm that was tucking her in. "Stay," she said quietly, somewhere between a plead, a question, and a command. Skimpy on the command part. She wasn't in any mood to be bossy, actually it was quite a desperate plead. Her eyes begged please, please.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]swordattheready
2008-03-03 05:51 pm UTC (link)
He nearly sighed with relief. He'd thought he was going to have to argue with her or browbeat her into letting him stay. And here she was half asking, half demanding it of him. He happily acquiesced.

"Of course. You just get some rest, Fleur." His slip and usage of the special nickname he'd given her so long ago hadn't been admonished before, so he tried it again. Will had missed her companionship and had been very jealous of the time she'd been spending with Desire. Sliding his arm back over her torso, he molded his body to hers, settling her head down on his other arm, allowing her to use him as a pillow.

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs