Under Dark Waters

Under Dark Waters: 2

Captain Jeon walked the ship checking on his men. His face was stern and his passion unmatched. He wanted the world to know that he was the best. That he was the only man who could lead a ship to the most mysterious treasure. That only lead by him were his men able to make it back home after a mission that should have brought them to their doom.

Jeon Jungkook was overall a good man. He was hardworking and determined but his crew talked amongst themselves when he wasn't around to hear. They conspired against him. Many of them were fully against going on this mission. They were pleased with how he held down his role so far but they knew that he would inevitably get them all killed and they weren't going to allow that to happen. They would throw him over and return home. Telling the people and the king that he abandoned them. He threw himself over board at the first sight of trouble. That without a captain they couldn't go further and they knew that there would never be another man arrogant enough to lead them back out again. At least, not while the king was foolish enough to try and encourage it.

The Captain threw a bucket over the side of the ship. Looking down at the water as it flowed beneath them. He looked out into the distance to see nothing at every side. No, that's when his eyes laid on it the peak of rock. Mountains. "There!!" He yelled out startling the quiet crew. They slowly walked towards him. Searching for what his hand pointed to. They gasped as they saw the mountains slowly coming into view. "There. They're there. We should make it within a days time judging by the view." He said looking around at the men. They mumbled and whispered amongst each other.

"Namjoon. Please, make sure that the men have everything they need. Water, food and take your rest tonight at the proper time. Tomorrow by sunset we will face the witch. We will need every bit of energy and focus we can muster." Captain Jeon said. Namjoon nodded and turn to the men. "You heard him. It's time to prepare to defeat the evil we face. Take it down and get back home." With that the men cheered and laughed and Captain Jeon was pleased with their enthusiasm. "And you Captain?" Namjoon asked. "I will prepare myself to kill the witch." Captain Jeon replied eyes set to kill.

Namjoon searched those eyes. Seeing a man that was dead set in his ways. He sighed, certain that they would have to do what needed to be done. "Sir." He replied walking away with remorse.

Later that evening after going over his research and his plans again. The Captain cracked open a bottle of beer and leaned back into his chair. The ship groaned and the wind was strong. He could faintly hear his crew mates yelling to each other as the maned the ship. He drank the warm beer down quickly and rubbed at his face. He placed his hands into his hands and thought of his return home. How they would be greeted. That his father would no longer hate him. He would no longer see him as the ruined son he walked in on screwing his male best friend instead of the one of the many women he had set him up with.

He would have glory and honor and he would have respect and he would openly be with Taehyung. The older man that took his virginity and made him come alive. He thought of the moment that he walked into his fathers shop. The night he was working hating his life. He walked in hat low and dressed immaculately. He scent filled the store immediately. Jungkook straightened himself and put on his best smile. His father really needed the business of rich men and this was his chance to put them on the map of more than just the commoners around them.

Jungkook, raced over to the man taking his coat and hat and hanging them on the wall. He showed him every single object that they had in their shop. Explaining to him how each thing worked. Taehyung took notice to how knowledgeable the young man was about the sea and the parts of a ship and offered him to join his fishing crew. He never expected Jungkook would turn into the best damn Captain he ever could imagine. So good that he had no choice but to hand the ropes over to him.