Mors Per Mare (ATEEZ FF)

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You barely get the words out and then it hits you.

"Wait, But Captain-" you spluttered, struggling with words for another minute before you finally just say "you're out of commission!"

He merely chuckled at your lack of conversational skill."Obviously not, and you're damn lucky that's the case."

As the two of you land on the main deck—him gracefully, you not so much—you find yourself looking all around. After having no luck in spotting him you ask, "and Wooyoung?"

The smile that had been on San's face fell suddenly and your heart wrenched in your gut. "Is he-"

You were interrupted by the Captain's roar as he stomped across the ship in your direction."OF ALL THE STUPID, RECKLESS, IDIOTIC THINGS I HAVE SEEN IN MY 200 SOMETHING YEARS OF LIFE, YOU, Y/N, JUST TOPPED THEM ALL!"

Nervous laughter bubbled up in your throat as you jumped behind San. "Oh... uh... time for me to leave." He said, making a break for the hatch and leaving you stranded to deal with the Captain's rage alone.

"Captain." You tried, backing away from him.

"No, none of your excuses, Y/N! What you just did was the dumbest thing anyone in my command has ever done!" He stalked forward and you sidestepped, climbing backwards up the steps of the sterncastle deck.

"In my defense, we did get out of port safely." You tried, but the man was having none of it.

"Don't interrupt me! This must be why they say women are bad luck to have aboard." He snarled, practically chasing you around the ship.

"Actually, I think that's more because you people think every woman that can think for herself in this time period is a witch-"

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!"

"Right, sorry."

"Y/N, you're irrational! You act without thinking and expect the rest of us to pick up the slack, what would you have done if you couldn't get back on the Journey!? Nothing, except get raped and burned at the stake. You aren't like us, Y/N! You don't know how to fight, you don't know the time period or the culture, You don't know anything! This isn't like your time where maybe you could get away with making the stupid self-sacrificing decisions that you've been making this far! I can't always ensure your safety, San won't always be there to catch you, Yeosang can't just heal you like it's nothing, that's not how it works!" Hongjoong was clearly miffed, pinching the skin between his eyebrows to keep himself from going over the edge.

"So teach me." You said before he could yell again.

"What?" He asked, looking up with a strange emotion in his eye.

"Teach me how to be like you. I can learn to fight and protect myself. I once took a psychology course where there weren't any due dates and I cranked all the assignments and the final exam out in one week."

He stared at you. "Y/N, that means nothing to me."

"Oh, right. Well... it's pretty spectacular to someone in my time when I add that I passed the class with a whopping 95 percent." You tried again.

"Again," Hongjoong deadpanned, "that means nothing."

"Would you just teach me already?!" You snapped.

"What are we supposed to do if you die, Y/N? You're our one shot at redemption." He growled, grabbing the gunwale in such a way that his knuckles turned white. "And don't even try to tell me that you wouldn't die because here, every move we make ensures our survival. You've never had to live with your life on the line. I can see it in the way you practically threw yourself at the men that would kill you if given the chance! Frankly, it was stupid!"