Callum felt the older man's hand wrap around his own, much smaller, wrist. Not resisting in the least as he maneuvered the book from his grasp onto the table. He simply followed the movement while working to keep his tears at bay,  as had do often been taught. However his efforts proved to be in vain when Theo embraced the young prince.

Within a moment Callum had all but collapsed in the pirate kings arms, grasping tight at his shoulders for support. For once, he was actually grateful to be short as it meant an ugly sobbing was muffled by Theos chest. 

The two stayed like this for what seemed like hours, until they eventually found themselves sitting side by side on Theos bed. 

"I'm sorry..." Callums voice came out like a whimper, his face red and puffy from the crying. "That was rather... inappropriate," Callum brought his gaze up from his knees to look at Theoand noticed the increasingly red skin on his shoulders. Callum reached across and gently placed his hand on the abused skin "I also believe I might've bruised you," Callum had never been well aware of his own strength, however he seemed to be even less so when upset. [I]I should bring some ointment next time[/i], he thought to himself, his hand still absently caressing Theos shoulder.

This feeling was both familiar and odd. Despite his best efforts, this wasn't the first time Callum had lusted for a man. It was, however, the first time he had felt so utterly at ease in anothers presence.

"Why am I so comfortable with you?" The words left his mouth before he could even think of silencing them. His face and ears immediately getting hot with embarrassment as there was nothing could do apart from wait for the pirate kings reaction.