"Why should I apologize for the monster I've become? No one apologized for making me this way."
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In a twisted way what happens when a blue-eyed beauty falls from the heavens and makes a big splash in the lives of the Crooked Star's crew and t...
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"So where did ya'll say ya wanna go?" San asks confused. Rubbing his tense forehead, he looked back at the drawn map on his desk and then to his brother petting down Taehyung's furry ears.
"I have been listening to the people of the drunk speak and the place we need to head to is Sharktooth Island." The captain glances at Wooyoung twirling a strain of Yoongi's blonde hair.
"Babe, what do ya think?"
"Well, we have just restocked our resources, and em sure Mingi and Yunho miss their home so why the hell not? I mean, we can get another one of those drinks there, awe, honey that's a great idea!" Jimin bobs his head, though the reasonings have changed from the original idea. He readjusts the tight black jeans he was forced into, clinging onto him like death, and he leans against Jungkook's back who was writing something down on the map.
"Guess it's settled then, baby, could ya go inform Mingi and Yunho about the good news?" Wooyoung hums and pecks his lover on his cheek prior to leaving the room. "Yoongi, stay behind." Jungkook and Taehyung look at each other and were quick to follow the quartermaster out of the room. "Tae told me ya nearly lost control already." Yoongi bit the inside of his cheek while squeezing his fists together, spinning away from the door he was standing at.
"Keyword is nearly but I wasn't gonna hurt him." San scoffed and stood up, forgetting that there was still someone else stuck awkwardly in the room.
"Keyword is you lost control, again. Yoongi, you still haven't-".
"Shut your trap, kid!... Just shut up." The older whispered, his fingertips sparking red and he quickly left the room. Jimin manages to slip out as well and observed the first mate from afar.
"You like?" Jimin blinked and pulled out his sword as he turned around. Jungkook took one step to the side and moved his head back, eyeing the blade that essentially nicked his throat. "You know staring is rude here?" The younger chuckles, standing straight as Jimin clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth while putting his sword away. "Why don't you tell me how you feel, it might make you feel better, hm?" The blue-eyed man scoffed and walked away, heading to explore the lower levels of the ship.
Watching how the crew would work as one and not alone. Moving some containers somewhere else, playing a card game. Jimin's also pretty sure he walked by a room and heard foul language and moans so yes, working together, yay.
"Hey, pwetty boi." Jimin rose a brow and glances over his shoulder as he points confusedly at himself. The guy nods and stumbles forwards, bringing his hand up to motion the smaller closer. "Ya now," he hiccuped, "that lilpy-livered... seems to kenep abn ebye fon you but vnow thajt yer in front fo me, I caln see why. What a finne specimen." The man caresses the youngers cheek with a sly smirk on his lips. Taking a firm hold of Jimin's arm, he tried to yank him forward but the smaller stayed still. "HEY-".
"Hey, Christopherrrr!" The guy turned to find Yoongi leaning against the wall. "Ya know blueberry here is a lot stronger than yer dumb ass might think. Why don't ya come to me, baby? I promise I'd be a better night than him." The pale man swept his rosy pink lips with his thumb and tilts his head up to expose his milky white neck.
