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Uma curled her fingers into his hair and with a sharp tug that made him grimace, she forced them apart but it was the way she said his name that kept him from resisting as she pushed him away. It wasn't a severe pain that he felt when she didn't meet his eye, more of a crushing weight in his chest made difficult to swallow as she turned her focus back onto the King and all his plans for the future.

   Focusing on his job, watching Uma's back in hostile territory, was enough to keep him occupied for the most part but eventually, that heaviness in his chest ached to the point of suffocation. Every second felt like an eternity, dragged past him in the lowered voices of both Uma and Ben while they discussed politics and legislations that he couldn't have followed even if he had tried.

By the time Uma led the way out of the office, the rhythm of the guards breathing just outside of the door was imprinted in his head. He followed Uma at a careful distance as the silence between them dragged on. She couldn't be angry at him, could she? She hadn't seemed angry when he had kissed her, not until the golden boy had coughed at least. That familiar pang of irritation poked at his ribs like a blunt knife and just as Harry felt as if he couldn't take the silence any longer, Uma jerked herself to a stop and turned on him like a spitting fire.

    So, she was angry at him. The heavy weight in his chest that anchored him into a state of anxiety grew heavier but it didn't stop him from rolling his eyes when she spoke about Ben, as if the King didn't stop to kiss his precious Mal whenever she was in a room with him. Harry opened his mouth to retort but found the argument dying as she stepped forward, closing what remained of the distance between them and cut him off. Another pang of irritation, bothered that she felt like she had to ask him at all. He watches the way that she clenches and unclenches her fists, a familiar warning sign of impending danger but also another sign of Uma pulling herself back.

He hated that. Hated that she felt like she had to restrain the storm in her because Auradon wouldn't like it. Hated that she was falling prey to all the things that Auradon told them that they couldn't do.    “    Why  not ?    ”    He was treading in dangerous waters, she was already on the edge as it was and if he pushed her any further there was bound to be a response. But he couldn't bring himself to care, that festering feeling demanded to be heard. He reached up to touch her chin, thumb tracing over her lower lip.

           ❝   i don’t regret the day i left  ,    ❞

   “    we  were  never  welcome  here  at  all.    ”    He hadn’t meant to say it out loud. Not in front of Celia and certainly not when the wound was so fresh, not when they were all feeling raw and vulnerable but the words had split past his clenched teeth anyway. A hissed snarl that felt lethal enough to skin them all alive. He can’t look at them, can’t look at her. Can’t let himself feel any worse or he might explode and those sitting with him were the least deserving of his rage.

He could feel the way that she composed herself and hates that he’s the cause. Hates that he’s taken this chance to feel the turmoils of her emotions from her, he hates and he hates. The sharpness of her voice cut through the tension in the limo like the edge of a blade ( he wished he had his cutlass to sever the king in half when he had the chance ), but its a familiar sharpness that forces him to turn his eyes away from the tinted window to meet here gaze. Captain Uma and First Mate Harry, as it always had been, as it always should be. Back to the Isle, back to familiar ground, back to business as usual. As if he hadn’t seen the skies for the first time unobscured by overcast, as if he hadn’t had his first taste of freedom and breathed in air that hadn’t reeked of rot and grime.

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     harry had always known that he was a jealous person. jealous of all the things that others had that he didn’t. jealousy was as familiar to him as his rage, as his hunger, as the drive that burned behind his ribs to want for more than he had. but he had never really felt it with uma. she was his captain and harry had always known how valuable he was to her. but lately  .  .  .  no. for a while now, that ugly twisted creature he recognized as jealousy had begun to fester inside of him. ever since they had been reunited and helped save precious, helpless auradon. ever since he had seen the way her expression had softened in the face of king ben’s encouragement.  ‘  i  always  knew  you’d  be  part  of  the  solution.  ’  as if all the raging seas had suddenly calmed and been soothed. ever since that moment, every time ben showed up to ask for uma’s advice or thoughts or feelings, every time he caught the glances and the smiles, and the equal grounds he felt fit to burst.

their entire world had shifted in a day. freed from the barrier and yet at the same time, shackled by new rules and new laws to the point of it feeling suffocating. gil was gone, the crew too. so much was changing but not them. try as he might to convince himself that nothing was going on, his jealousy persisted insatiably.

     harry felt his grin drop as he caught sight of the auradon king over uma’s shoulder. irritation colouring his blue gaze a shade too bright and too intense. it was a look reminiscent from the isle, the kind of look that usually came moments before his hook. he should have known that uma would recognize it immediately. in an instant, whatever words had been spilling past her lips stopped and harry caught the way she shifted to turn out of the corner of his eye.

with his heart suddenly in his throat, harry placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her, waited until she was looking back up at him. smee had always told him that animals were at their most dangerous when they were backed into a corner, and he couldn’t help but wonder how dangerous he was now. he was hungry. so damn hungry.

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