Young and Wild || seongjoong || ATEEZ

Chapter Twenty : Young, Wild, and Free

Chapter warnings: none <33

This is the finale !!

It had been two years since the fate of the dying world had been chosen.

Two years of quietness and peace had gone by in both a blink of an eye and the amount of time it would take a snail to move a distance of three miles. There was ease in the world, though only temporary, but a cloud of healing had washed over the great wounds the earth had obtained during the previous years of vicious war. Nothing would ever bring it back to the majesty that it previously was before the world had been taken under the control of a violent man- but there certainly was one beautiful thing of nature- her ability to heal.

It was in the way that there were hardly any storms anymore. It was in the way that the fish were plenty and the people were gentler. It truly was in the way that the sun seemed brighter and the world was warmer to the touch under the sun's rays. The night did not come so quickly- the days were longer. But even when night did come, the moon was brighter and there were no dark shadows that came creeping from the deep alleyways that spoke of evil.

It was a new world to those who did not know what happened to cause this change.

For those who had lived through it and had been the reason for the blanket of warmth- they couldn't help but feel numb even in the cold water from the harbor.

It hadn't always been like that. Originally they had all been on their knees, lips to the ground, thanking the stars above for their lives that should've been lost. However, over time, everything seemed to dull ever so slightly.

It had been two years nearly to the day when the great crew of the Destiny, led by The Great Pirate King, took down the dictator of the world and restored what little peace there had been before. Two years where they spent their time in one place only, working throughout the town in the markets and in the forests and out with the crops, only to retire back to their little cottage on the side of the hill away from everyone else.

No one truly knew who they were and what they had done- and they felt the need to keep it like that.

It was a simple and fairly easy life- no pain or suffering in their near future- and truthfully it was beautiful. They could not complain, especially when the gift of life had been breathed back into their lungs the day they were found crashed up on the rocks with hardly any of their ship left.

But it had been two long years since any of them had stepped aboard a ship and braved the open waters of the sea.

The Destiny ship had been lost, there was not enough to even try to rebuild her. But even if there was, Seonghwa truly wondered if they would've even tried. They often danced around the topic of the sea and sailing, never truly diving deep into it out of fear.

There were days that Seonghwa did not work down by the docks and would sit up at the cottage and write for the entire day. The breeze was always warm on his skin, as were the kisses from the sun. In the past, his hand would end up hurting so bad that he could no longer write, but that had stopped being the case about a year ago. Now, there were days he wouldn't stop writing in fear that he would forget it all. From dawn until dusk, the feather in his hand wouldn't be put down until someone took it from him- which was Yeosang more times than not.

But for the first time since he had decided to write out the story of their lives and the adventure they took on, Seonghwa found that he could no longer write.