The Pirate and The King [Seongjoong || ATEEZ]

End of the Beginning

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The quarters were tense, with the rooms all divided into three. Dead, alive or stay. Those were the options.

On the first bunk bed were Jongho and Yeosang, who wanted to kill the bilge-rat and sell his organs to scientists or witches. On the second one stood Mingi and San, who wanted to sell him alive as slave or a worker to vikings or other pirates. And lastly, Wooyoujg and Yunho wanted to keep him to stay. With different reasons thought, one wanted him because he was a friend, and the other because he was worth millions.

So there they stood glaring at each other, on the night they had to decide what to do with him, still not knowing what to do. All the teams were on a tie.

"We need to decide and we need to do it now." Yunho said arms crossed. It was at times like this when the Captain had to choose. Leaving it to this addled¹ bastards would only cause trouble.

"I suggest playing pinfinger² with the Powder monkey's hand and if we stab his pinky, he lives," Jongho suggested with a creepy smile on his face.

"I suggest simply cutting his throat." The boatswain stated once again.

"You guys are monsters," Mingi said going back two steps.

"Why do you want to kill him so bad Kang Yeosang?" Wooyoung asked curiously.

"I just hate him."

"How can you hate someone so easily?" Yunho asked this time.

"I hate everyone until they make me like them."

"Oh, I like everyone until they make me hate them," Woo affirmed.

"That's why you two are best mates," San spoke up.

While they decided how they would decide who decided, outside, Seonghwa was enjoying what could be his last night as a ''free'' person. Or worst, as a living thing. Wooyoung even had the guts to give him some Rum. "Try to shake a cloth in the wind³, or even be three sheet to the wind⁴!" The boy had said before going to ''sleep''.

He was sitting on an empty barrel in the main deck. Unlike yesterday, there was no party going on inside. He looked at the stars again, no aurora to be seen tonight, the only thing in sight was land some kilometres away. He guessed that was their destination, where he would be killed and sold arm by arm untill not even a tooth was left of him.

Well, maybe he was sold alive, but that ment years of suffering and slave work. He didn't know if he would be able to handle that. He has always lived in a castle, surrounded by maids and having everything done for him. This past weeks, it had been his first time doing many things like cooking, mopping the floor and fixing the ships forecastle. It wasn't that bad, if you ignored the fact that he wasn't getting enough to food.

"How's the night, Landlobber?" Once again, Hongjoong appeared making Seonghwa jump in surprise.

"Lord, how do you guys do that?"

"Do what?"

"Appear out of nowhere,"

"Ah, that, I don't know, You're just not alert enough. Anyone could stab you anytime if you keep being like this. I'm just training you," Hongjoong assured.