It’s Only My Heart (Save Yourself)
7.3k words of Rooster’s very bad, terrible day. Super angst and maybe a glimmer of hope at some point. Lots of swears, but it’s the Navy, goddammit!
“My God, if you are not a sight for sore eyes,” Jake Seresin shook his head, slowly taking you in from top to toe.
“You’re all dressed up,” you smiled, acknowledging the Navy’s traditional ceremonial kit and gloves. “Very slick, Bagman.”
He gave you his trademark, megawatt grin that didn’t quite meet his eyes. “What are you doing here? Thought you were tearing up the East Coast, living the dream!”
Blushing, you hated that nothing could be further from the truth. But that was a story for another time. He enveloped you in a warm hug as you gave him a gentle smile. “Gig,” you motioned behind you to the band setting up, the gentle thrum of a snare drum and bass echoing gently.
“You’re playing?” he pulled back with a raised eyebrow. He blinked, almost like he didn’t believe your answer.
“Yeah,” you smiled at his confusion. Something reflected in his bold blue eyes and he held up a finger.
“Hold that thought, huh?” he gently released you and wandered away, catching a look over his shoulder as you went back to your bandmates to warm your vocals up a more.
There was still plenty of time before the wedding reception, but you always wanted to give your all, and ensure the best part of the day was the happy couple cutting a rug on the dancefloor, with love, joyous grins and laughter. “Where’s the playlist?” you asked your guitarist and band manager, Tom, as he handed you the info. It was perfect. The couple’s first dance was to Adele’s version of “Make You Feel My Love”. You adored it and knew how to make it perfect for the couple too.