"I just...........didn't think you'd kiss someone like me. I mean, I'm just a lowly pirate, and your a princess. Not exactly a match made in heaven." Johnathan replied, laughing lightly, followed by sighing in dissapointment as he set on the edge of the bed, burying his face in the palms of his hand. He was obviously not the perfect, god like being that all the stories made him out to be. He was really just.........human, like everyone else. He had his own doubts, his own fears, his own things that he enjoyed. God, how he wanted to kiss her. He could not deny he had feelings for her, and he was observant enough to be able to see the signs she was interested in him as well. Still, while famous, being a pirate limited the things he could do in his life. It wasn't as free as people made it out to be.
He sighed again, unable to bring himself to look at her, ashamed of himself. He was tired. Not physically, more emotionally. He was tired of the chains his occupation put on him. Tired of everything he was forced to do. He just wanted it to end. It was far from the first time that he had thoughts of giving up his way of life and becoming.........normal.
((I've gotta run for a while. I'll be back in...........oh..........about 2 and a half hours or so.))