Till the world's end|| (pirate!au) -'๑'-Ateez

San's 'small' journey

"Captain" Yunho said in the morning, acknowledging the presence of the captain and his first mate entering the room. Hongjoong nodded at him and turned towards San

"Come outside San, i need to speak to you for a moment," Hongjoong said

Hongjoong's voice held a seriousness that immediately caught San's attention. He glanced at the captain, his heart pounding with anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

"Of course, Captain," San replied, his voice steady despite the flutter of emotions within him.

As they stepped outside, the cool morning air enveloped them, adding a sense of clarity to the impending conversation. Hongjoong's gaze was intense as he turned to face San, his expression unreadable yet commanding.

"I need your help with a task, San," Hongjoong began, his voice low but firm. "It's a matter of great importance, and I trust you to handle it with discretion and efficiency."

"San," Hongjoong began, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "I need to ask you something of grave importance."

San turned his attention fully to Hongjoong, his brow furrowing in curiosity. "What is it, Captain?"

Hongjoong took a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. "You've been with us for quite some time now, and I've seen your bravery and loyalty firsthand. But this task I'm about to propose is not like any other."

San nodded, indicating his readiness to listen.

"Davy Jones," Hongjoong continued, his voice dropping to a solemn tone, "is a formidable adversary. His realm, the Flying Dutchman, is a place of danger and darkness. And yet, it's a place you must go. Get the key to Davy jones chest, where his heart is kept"

San's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of shock and apprehension crossing his features. "Me? But why?"

Hongjoong took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to reveal. "Because your father, San, is a member of the crew of the Flying Dutchman. He's alive, and this might be your only chance to see him again."

San's breath caught in his throat, the weight of Hongjoong's words settling heavily upon him. "My father... alive?"

Hongjoong nodded solemnly. "Yes, and I believe it's time for you to reunite with him, to have closure and perhaps even redemption. But it won't be an easy journey, San. Are you willing to face the dangers that lie ahead?"

San took a moment to process the enormity of the situation, the realization dawning upon him. "I am, Captain. For my father, and for the crew."

Hongjoong offered him a reassuring smile. "Thank you, San. We'll make preparations immediately. And remember, you won't be alone. We'll be with you every step of the way."

Hongjoong's words hung heavy in the air, carrying with them a weight of both responsibility and longing. San's eyes widened in surprise at the revelation, his mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions.

"And don't tell Wooyoung, at any cost"

San nodded solemnly, understanding the gravity of Hongjoong's request. "I won't breathe a word to him, Captain. You have my word."

Hongjoong's expression softened with gratitude as he placed a reassuring hand on San's shoulder. "Thank you, San. This means a lot to me."

And so it began, the crew bid a final goodbye to Maia Dalma, her mysterious smile lingering in their minds as they sailed toward the heart of the Caribbean Sea. Their destination: the dreaded domain of the Flying Dutchman, hidden in the darkest depths of the ocean.