Kidnap

2

Yeosang stared at the cowering boy before them. Blinking slowly as he took in the terrified and timid form below them. He turned to look at HongJoong who seemed similarly in a bit of a state of shock. They had clearly not expected this sort of reaction. Come to think of it, Yeosang had thought about how easy it had been to capture them and he began to have a bit of doubt. Sure, they had received Class A intel, and they definitely trusted the person who had given them said intel, but there was something about the low whimpers of the boy that made YeoSang wonder if maybe...somewhere...somehow...a mistake had been made. HongJoong shook himself, getting back in the groove, and moved forwards, crowing the boy so that he was cowering into the floor, the way he was contorted was bound to be highly uncomfortable.

"Well, lookie what we got here." HongJoong said, his voice low, YeoSang would dare to mentally say even a tad bit...sultry. Not that he would ever say such a thing to HongJoong himself. That would only leave him below deck for a few days, if he was lucky. It was not that the Captain disliked compliments, he just did loved to punish people. At least, that was Yunho's opinion. One which he had whispered to YeoSang a few days after YeoSang had joined the crew and made that mistake the first-and only-time. YeoSang stuck to it, though he was not entirely sure if Yunho had just been trying to make him feel better considering he had been younger, new, and already captured the Captain's ire.

HongJoong was looming over the poor shaking man. His eyes were wide and filled with tears, but he did not allow them to fall. YeoSang felt that was sort of...complimentary, yet another thing that he was not to dare to speak of aloud. The Captain was quite intimidating when he wanted to be, which was almost always. It was also quite clear that this boy was easily cowed. Something that YeoSang had not expected, and sent another jolt of confusion through him.

"What is your name?" The other blinked, confused. He did not say anything to argue with HongJoong, though, which personally YeoSang thought was comendable. He had quite hard time with that when he had first gotten aboard, though he did learn quite quickly that it was always better to not question HongJoong than it was to continue to fight him. There was a reason nobody was the Second Mate on this stupid ship. Nobody would dare question HongJoong. According to HongJoong, he did not need a second mate, and he glared at anyone who would potentially voice disagreement. It was better to agree, always.

"SeongHwa, Sir," The voice caught YeoSang off guard more than anything else had that evening. Soft, gentle...fragile almost. It had a distinctly...well...to but it quite bluntly feminine quality to it. Despite the fear that was easily noticed coursing off the other's form, his voice did not waver, or falter, it was clear, cool, and though it was gentle and had a fragile quality to it, his words were not hesitant or broken, hell most people would be stuttering horribly at this moment, yet another thing YeoSang felt was admirable. He definitely was going to have to talk about this with WooYoung and San when they got back to the cabins. They had taken him from his guard, beat him unconscious, proceeded to take him, kidnap him, and tie him under the deck and yet he was not stuttering like a fool.

Perhaps those rumors were not all rumor after all. Such a quality was not one borne of normal men.

"Sir?" HongJoong laughed a bit at the title, causing SeongHwa to wince and stare down at the boat floorboards. YeoSang could not blame him, he himself almost flinched at the dark chuckle that HongJoong used. It was only years of being around the other that stopped him from doing so. "Oh, dearie, I am no sir." HongJoong said, still laughing lowly as he grabbed Seonghwa by the chin and forced his eyes onto the Captain. His eyes held a sort of...general curiosity, along with the overwhelming fear and wariness still portrayed in the deep russet eyes.

"What would you like me to call you, if not Sir?" He asked, his voice scarcely above a whisper. HongJoong seemed to pause, at that, likely thrown off by the polite tone in the boy's voice.

"Do you know who you are with, boy?" HongJoong questioned releasing SeongHwa's chin, leaning further over the boy. SeongHwa blinked a bit, as if unsure, before answering the question.

"I do not believe you are the King's men," HongJoong smirked and rolled his eyes. SeongHwa seemed to stiffen at that. "I thought you were at first, truly, but, then I realized we are on a ship, and...well...the Capitol is inland. There would be no reason to be on a ship else you were not a part of the King's guard." Yeosang saw how the Captain's eyes furrowed, but sensing that he was not going to interrupt, the boy continued to speak. "I...am therefore uncertain of your identities, I apologize." HongJoong just stared at the guilt ridden man with blank eyes.

"I am HongJoong, Captain HongJoong, of the Wonderland. Do you know now boy?" HongJoong demanded, but there was no trace of recognition in SeongHwa's eyes at all.

"I am truly sorry, you must be someone of note, however, I am unaware of anyone named HongJoong," SonegHwa cowered down at the growl from HongJoong. "I assume you wish to be called Captain then?" He whispered, his voice barely audible to YeoSang. HongJoong slapped the boy across the face. The force caused SeongHwa to tilt off balance, a soundless whimper released. He stayed down on the floor confusion flooding his features. "I meant no offence," He stated, his breathing finally beginning to pick up. SoengHwa flinched as HongJoong raised his hand again, but the Captain did nothing but cut the bonds tying his hands together.

"You will stay here. Don't even think about escaping. I can't promise what will come of you if you do." Seonghwa nodded, his eyes wet, but still not crying. It was not until YeoSang closed the door behind HongJoong that the other let his tears fall.