Being in a relationship with a pirate was never going to be an easy feat. Now was one of the times that was terrible, when he was about to go out to sea for God knows how long, leaving you behind until his probable safe return.

You were doing your best to help Killian prepare for his trip in carrying supplied onto the ship even if your weak arms didn't help too much.

"Y/N, Love, I need to ask you something important," Killian called out from his place on the ship.

"Ask away."

"I think it'd be better if you stopped for a moment," he smiled.

Currently you were crossing the gangway carrying a crate filled with something you didn't even want to know about, meaning you were a little preoccupied to just stop and talk.

"I don't know if you noticed but I am in the middle of something here," you chuckled. "Lucky for you I can listen and carry your crap."

He let out a chuckle.

"Okay well... this is probably a bad time, but marry me?" He smiled nervously.

It was the first time that you had seen Killian look nervous. He had fought terrible people before and had been on dangerous voyages but that question seemed to be the first thing to actually shake his nerves.

Not only did it affect him, but instantly your eyes shot open in shock. Was he proposing to you? You loved him dearly and you couldn't be happier to be becoming his wife, but you weren't expecting him to be proposing just before he was going away for such a long time.

You were taken back by his question, making you stumble. And with the weight of the crate you tripped off of the gangway into the water taking whatever was in your hands with you.

Cold water surrounded you as you began to thrash around attempting to surface from the icy abyss. Your muscles tired quickly, but arms looping around you, helped drag you onto the dock. You gasped in the newly found air, spluttering out the water you had accidentally swallowed.

"Y/N?" Killian panted leaning over you, pushing your damp hair out of your face.

"Thanks," you smiled weakly.

"Am I really that terrible? Would you honestly rather drown than marry me?" He chuckled allowing his thumb to rub over your cheek.

You reached up to pull his face down to yours so that you could tenderly kiss him.

"I love you, you stupid pirate. But you are going away for so long, what if you meet a fair maiden in a far off land that you'd rather be with?" You questioned softly.

He shook his head at you.

"Nonsense my dear. I can only love you. I only have eyes for the woman I love, and I do hope she shall agree to become my wife. And I would also hope that she shall agree to come with me on this voyage. It may be dangerous, however I want to spend eternity and I don't think I can bear one day without you," he smiled down at you.

"Of course. I have been waiting for so long for you to ask, both to marry you and to go with you. I love you," you grinned.

"I love you too."

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Written by Charlotte.

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