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Harry  and  Ben  had  very  different  ideas  of  things  ‘working  out’  apparently.  Harriet  had  been  quite  subtle  in  her  threats,  but  Ben  heard  them  loud  and  clear.  She  cared  about  Harry.  She  loved  Harry.  Her  and  Ben  had  that  in  common,  and  he  was  pretty  sure  Harriet  had  caught  onto  that  even  if  she  didn’t  say  so  outright.  Maybe  that’s  why  she  wasn’t  as  violent  as  Harry  was  leading  Ben  to  believe  she  was.  “Something  like  that,”  he  confirmed,  unable  to  keep  the  small  smile  from  curling  on  his  lips.  Just  as  Harriet  cared  for  Harry,  Harry  cared  for  her  just  as  much,  if  not  more.  He  loved  her  and  there  was  nothing  that  made  Ben  happier.  Family  was  important  to  him,  even  if  his  own  family  had  their  issues  they  were  working  through.  He  knew  Harry’s  father  wasn’t  a  great  dad,  but  was  his  any  better?

Ben  nodded  along,  keeping  his  eyes  on  his  boyfriend  as  he  spoke.  There  was  a  hint  of  amusement  on  his  features  that  faded  a  little  more  with  each  word  that  fell  from  Harry’s  lips,  until  it  was  replaced  with  one  filled  with  horror,  eyes  wide  and  lips  tugging  down  in  a  grimace.  It  wasn’t  the  usual  pout  Harry  saw,  it  was  a  frown.  It  was  upsetting,  hearing  how  different  their  sexual  education  was.  “You’re  kidding,”  he  replied  dryly,  even  though  he  already  knew  the  answer.  Tongue  darted  out  to  wet  his  lips  slowly  before  he  spoke  again.  “Well,  her  lessons  were  …  unconventional,  but  they  seemed  to  have  a  lasting  effect,  at  least?”  Ben  couldn’t  remember  any  lessons  on  consent  outside  of  a  very  short  ‘no  means  no’  talk.  Then  again,  he  didn’t  have  much  sex  education  at  all.  He  learned  more  from  experience  than  he  ever  read  in  a  text  book  or  one  of  those  pamphlets  they  handed  out  in  an  Auradon  Prep  health  class.  “I  don’t  like  the  idea  of  her  smothering  you  like  that,”  he  admitted,  voice  low.

Ben's reaction came as a surprise, it was the closest thing to disapproval that Harry had seen in months and it didn't make sense that the king of Auradon would have issues with someone being taught about consent. Even Auradon had to have moved passed the archaic ideas that sex was someone's right, so he didn't understand just what the problem was. "Yeah. That the Isle for you. Unconventional and with lasting effects." His dad might have been an asshole, chauvinist pig that thought women were curses on a ship, but Harry Hook was proud to serve under a female captain and would gut someone for looking at either of his sisters the wrong way, even if CJ didn't need to know that part. Little idiot would probably go looking for trouble just to make him prove it.

                            mouth    parts    in    surprise,    she    nearly    drops    his    hand    out    of    exasperation.            “        i    don’t    think    you’re    a    liar!        you’re    my    friend,    i    would    never    think    that.        what    did    i    say?        ”            allie    frowned    for    a    moment,    though    it    might’ve    been    more    akin    to    a    pout.            “        i    didn’t    mean    to,    i    just    think    you’re    really    nice,    that’s    all.        i’m    really    happy    that    you’re    here,    too.        ”            lips    had    slowly    started    to    upturn    into    a    smile    by    the    end    of    the    sentence,    whatever    anxious    feelings    she    had    been    feeling    before    had    dissipated.

                            the    fairy    nodded    her    head,    bouncing    on    her    toes    as    harry    spoke.            “        mhm!        well,    not    lose    my    mind        …        wait,    does    losing    my    mind    count    as    acting    out?        cause’    then    i,    like,    won’t    do    it.        probably.        ”            she    did    like    sparkly    things,    though.        even    if    she    couldn’t    touch    most    metals,    she    still    liked    glitter    and    other    shiny    stuff.        they    were    very    pretty    to    look    at,    and    they    made    everything    better.            “        don’t    you    like    sparkly    things?        like,    sparkly,    though.        not    shiny,    like    your    hook!        ”            at    least,    she    doesn’t    think    that    his    hook    is    sparkly,    maybe    there’s    some    hidden    glitter    on    it    or    something.        allie’s    never    gotten    close    enough    to    it    to    look.

                            she    tries    her    best    to    follow    his    eyes    around    the    store,    but    she    gets    distracted    so    easily.        it’s    a    trick    she    thinks    she    learned    from    her    mother.        you    have    to    follow    someone’s    eyes    if    you    want    to    know    what    they    want,    that    way    you    can    give    it    to    them    and    they    don’t    even    have    to    ask.        allie’s    not    quite    sure    what    he’s    looking    at    though,    he’s    just    kind    of        …        looking.            “        what    are    you    thinking    about?        ”

"What the hell am I supposed to do with you?" Had he asked that yet? It didn't matter because as far as Harry was concerned, it was the eternal question with Allie and he couldn't even begin to guess how her mind worked, but he felt certain that it involved a lot of pink and bright lights. "I don't even know where to begin to argue with you about that." When in the fuck did he get a nice guy reputation? It made him want to push a shelf over out of spite, but then she may start crying or trying to clean up and just thinking about it was exhausting, how was one pipsqueak fairy so exhausting?

"Can't say I ever thought about sparkly. Shiny's good, but only shiny like it's real, a lot of time something cleaned up to look good is just a fake someone wants to fool you with." There was real treasure on the isle, but a lot of counterfeit, too, and Harry heard too many drunken rages about lost gold not to know the different, but Allie didn't need to know that. She probably couldn't comprehend what it meant even if he told her.

𝐧𝐨𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢  𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬  and  narrowed  her  eyes  at  her  first  mate  suspiciously  as  he  mentioned  the  new  bartender  and  then  evie  as  his  list  of  suspects.  she  hummed  as  she  pulled  her  hand  away  from  harry’s  forehead,  while  she  knew  better  than  most  that  evie  was  certainly  capable  of  poisoning  harry,  she  wasn’t  confident  that  she  would.  at  least,  not  with  anything  fatal.  ❝  yes,  jack’s  a  bastard.  maybe  i’ll  have  a  talk  with  the  new  bartender.  ❞  she  said,  her  voice  and  demeanor  may  have  been  casual  enough  but  they  both  knew  that  she  had  very  little  intention  of  talking  with  jack  if  he  was  responsible  for  harry’s  current  circumstances.  

❝  take  a  sip,  i  promise  you’ll  feel  better.  ❞  she  said  as  she  nodded  to  the  mug  in  his  hand.  she  took  a  seat  beside  him,  folding  her  hands  over  her  lap  and  slouching  back  against  the  wall.  ❝  and  while  the  drink’s  working,  you  can  tell  me  why  evie  would  want  to  poison  you.  ❞

It wasn't something he vocalized often, but Lani's protective streak was something that Harry found endearing no matter how much he would insist that he didn't need it aimed in his direction. Beautiful and gifted with a kind demeanor she might be, Harry knew that only a fool would fuck with her because she could just as easily break your spine as poison you and Harry had nothing but respect and adoration for her. "You're the most tactful person on this fucking ship, you know that?" He said, lips quirking into a crooked smile as he ignored the roll of his stomach, insides twisting more violently than they ever had from being on open water.

Fuck him. Fuck Harry and fuck Auradon and fuck whatever in the hell was in the water that made both of her siblings seem like different people because CJ hated it. "What in the fuck is my problem? What’s your problem, you asshole? Do you like these people? The ones that have no idea what it was like for us, that didn’t give a shit about us because they never bothered to think about us? Are we just supposed to buddy up to them and suck their dicks in the hopes they won’t throw us back? Are you actually happy here? Because I’m not, I hate it, Harry, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.” Each repetition caused her voice to grow more shrill, ending with a bird like shriek accompanied by a stamp of her foot, face turning flushed.

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knowing their order

you remember the little things, huh? sometimes love comes in just the right amount of sugar in their coffee, or knowing exactly how they customize their food at fast food restaurants, or being able to order for them at restaurants while they're in the bathroom. you're a friend to count on because you pay attention to the details, even if they don't seem to matter much to anyone else. it's a nice surprise to come back to the table and find out that your ideal order is already waiting for you without you having to say anything in the first place. even if they don't say so directly, know your friends appreciate that you're that type of person. after all, it's the details that matter, and you've got them tucked safely away in your mind, ready to show how much you care.