Theo averted his eyes from making contact with the prince's own. "I..it's ok" He muttered. "Y-you are clearly...upset.." He added. In an attempt to look at the cover of his book, Theo caught Callum's sight on other places, that were definitely not his book. His waist turned slightly as he took a step back. The pirate had hoped to feel pants under his foot, but all he felt was the stone floor against the soles of his foot. Theo's eyes didn't leave Callum's, who was still scanning up his bare body, not yet to make full eye contact yet. However, before the prince could make eye contact he had looked away, causing Theo to look away as well.

Staring at the rigid edges of the stone wall Theo listened to Callum's responses to his hard work. It had been hard, but Theo didn't have anything else to do over the course of the past month. With the absence of the prince , the pirate had had nothing better to do than plant himself at the small table, quill in hand, and cover the book. He had even had sometime and space to draw on the back of the very last page in the book. It was a ship. covering the upper half of the page. With three large sails, the ship looked as it were almost carried by clouds. A pirate flag caught in a breeze and small waves slapped water up the sides. Theodore had been quite proud of the drawing. He couldn't get it exact, but wanted to show the prince, maybe even rip the page out and hand it to him, he didn't understand why though.

With eyes still fixed on the wall there was no surprise that the man stumbled slightly after getting smacked with his own pants. The legs wrapping around his head from the shear force of Callum's throw. "Oh, yes.. these.." He muttered gripping the rim of his pants. He dropped the blanket, once again completely bare to the world before sliding the cloth up and around his waist. Theodore had never pulled his clothing on so fast. Not even when leaving the barmaids house, when he husband walked in. It wasn't the first time a man had seen him in the nude, just something about his man, this situation that made it all the more awkward. Would things have made a difference if Callum had come in like normal, and continued the rant he had started after entering the cell. Try to ease the mood Theo took a inhaled before sitting down on his bed. "Ok, now you owe me" He said looking towards the prince. The statement had been made to bring things back to normal. However, that statement didn't sound like normal. Theodore didn't sound like himself, and even he questioned why he had blurted out suck nonsense. Nevertheless, he kept it hidden and give Callum a small grin. Waiting only a few moments later after the prince had possibly come closer to senses. "You ok?" He asked, not sure where to go from here.

Callum clutched at his chest, heart pounding widely. It felt as though his face would erupt in flames. Why on earth did it bother him so much? It was just a body. Certainly not the first naked man he'd seen. Granted, it was the first outside the family. His face was perfectly align with the floor completely lost within his, now very impure, thoughts. After several long moments of awkward silence, Callum slowly made it to his feet. His legs nearly buckled under him, still very obviously flustered. "I.. uh.. what?" His voice cracked in response. Now it was legitimately impossible for the boy to get anymore uncomfortable. He turned the face the pirate, hoping his face was back to it's normal colour. Although he seriously doubted it. He couldn't meet the mans eyes. Even with his lower half covered Callum still found himself lingering to the upper. Suddenly he bolted towards the door, shoving the book in Theodores hands as he passed. "Lovely work, gotta go, bye," He nearly shouted at an extreme speed, quickly leaving the cell.

Slamming the door behind him, Callum fell against it. He stayed there working hard to gather his breath, listening to whatever the pirate might be doing. It made sense now, why he was so interested in the man. A great demon had plagued Callum for many years. He had cut himself off from the world and seemingly was rid of it, but as all demons do it came back harder and stronger than ever before. No one but him knew about it, no one but he was allowed to. He would crush it out of him. His shaky legs took him out of the tower and back to the castle where he hid away in his chambers. The boy laid on his bed, numbness overwhelmed his body. It had all felt like some sort of nightmare, a delightful nightmare. Wait what? Delightful? He pushed the thought from his mind, it was the furthest thing from delightful. Awful, that's the word he meant.

He didn't move from his spot until the night had grown terribly dark. Only the light of the full moon outside allowed him to see. At some point his breathing had turned back to normal, but he wasn't sure when. He had tried to work out all the ways he could rid himself of his problem, none of them sat well with the prince. Glancing to the table that sat to to right. He gazed upon the pile of paper that sat upon it. An inkwell sat beside them, brand new quill laid ontop. His thoughts immediately raced to the pirate, who probably sat confused at his actions. He had bought the stationary for him. Pulling himself out of the bed he let his feet hit the cold hardwood floor. Standing felt almost foreign to him in the moment. He bent down to pick up the stationary, tucking it under his arm. With a glance he saw a glint of gold on the corner of the endtable. His doubloons. Snatching them up he tucked them in his pockets and made his way silently through the castle. Just as quietly he snuck through the courtyard, hoping the guards wouldn't see. Imagine if they saw him sneaking to the pirates cell in the dead of night, oh the stories they'd fabricate.

Callum was just as quiet and sly going up the stairs and to the cell door. When he finally faced the iron obstruction, he very gently lifted his fist to it. Knocking so quietly it was almost inaudible, hoping the man inside was awake. "Psst. It's me. I wanted to apologize for this morning," His voice was a quiet whisper, only getting in through the small slot in the door meant for food trays. He was waiting for some indication that it was safe to enter.

With Callum's leave, Theo sat on his bed. Puzzled by what had happened with the prince. He wanted to chase after the man for some reason. He rose to his feet, although they had seemed to liquefy under him and he fell to his knees beside the bed. "Why?" Theo mumbled. Why had he reacted that way. Balu and other crew mates had all had a nude day on deck, and no embarrassment there. Why couldn't he have kept his composure? Why did he wants to go after the prince. That man was a busy one, he could have had a thousand things to do, yet he came at the crack of dawn, to see this man. Theodore slowly lifted himself back into standing. "Good..bye.." He said to the door, thinking the prince was long gone . He tossed the writing book back on the table, and crawled back into bed. Many things rushed through Theo's head.

They all had one thing in common. The prince. The small woman like figure he had saw on the day they met. It's slender arms, and small face. Short strands of onyx hair that, even cut short, made his feminine features show. Everything about the prince was unlike any other man that he had met. Most of his crew were scarred beasts of men that weren't soft at all. In fact they reminded him of the thorns of a rose. Each sharp, and not afriad of tearing you open. Than on top sat Callum, the beauty that lures you- wait what was he thinking. Callum was a man. A man. "A man." He said to himself, repeating the words several times. His mind always replied 'who care's'. This man was beautiful. He had saved Theodore's life, and given him a new one. It wasn't the one that he wanted to live. I didn't matter, as long as Callum stayed in it. This endless battle of right and wrong played itself out in the pirate's head for hours. He hadn't even rose to eat his meals, to which the keep had took back and a hard sigh. The man mumbled something about starving, and foolish. Theodore wasn't listening, he didn't care.

Night came, and by then he had completely convinced himself that everything was going to be ok. The prince is a prince,and he a pirate. All this was, was a friendship. A friendship built on stories and lessons. Once there are no more stories, no more lessons. The prince will grow tired of him and put him down like a stray dog. He couldn't allow himself to get lost. He wouldn't be played. Theo took in a deep breath as the Keeper had come to take away his untouched dinner away. "I'll eat this one" He called as he rolled from his bed, snatching the food, only to place it on the table and lay back down. If he got hungry sometime tonight, at least he would have something. Theodore returned to his bed and curled up in his blanket. Thoughts started coming back to him. He had told the prince-Callum- he had told Callum to take off his pants. The pirate king, Theodore Dead-eye Daniels, had told a young man, and the prince of Junia to take off his pants. Oh god. Things could get really bad. The man began interrogating himself on the subject. His thoughts were broke by a knock and he snapped back into reality. "huh.." Slipped from his lips, pondering who knocks on a cell door at this time of night, or at all. Theodore's new question was answered by a small noise that came from the other side of the door.

The pirate rose off his bed in a half leap as he scrambled to find his shirt. Wait, what was he doing. He took a deep breath before making his way towards the cell door. "Ok.." He said back through the door. His face started the red as Theo remembered the morning. "I..uh.." He couldn't muster up a decent reply and his face went redder. The man wasn't even looking at him, why was his face heating up? A mutter came from his lips, an assortment of syllables that was suppose to be a 'come in' but was more like 'ccoofmmm enn'. Preparing himself for the prince's entrance, Theo made his way to the bed and wrapped himself in the blanket. Maybe in the darkness of the corner Callum wouldn't realize how red the pirate was.