Eclipse || Seongjoong

Chapter 19: Blue Tears

(um, its like an 1 hour read......so...yeah....also, mention of past SH- but nothing crazy, just a TW)

"So," Wooyoung walked closer beside Seonghwa, his hands on his sword to prepare for anything that might happen. "What happened?"

"What do you mean?" Seonghwa asked, looking at Wooyoung, whose face reeked with sly intentions.

"I mean, ye go and almost die and then come back actin' like a married couple with Captain," Wooyoung winked at the Elf, who only scoffed at the man's question.

"Nothing happened. I just learned that there was no point in hating him for no reason other than that he is a pirate. We decided to try at least to be friends."

"Right," Wooyoung dragged out the word as if he was unconvinced. "Ye know Hongjoong don' have 'friends,' right? He got crew or a fuck toy."

"And what might you be?" Seonghwa felt a subtle, almost imperceptible weight settle in the pit of his stomach as he listened to Wooyoung talk animatedly about Hongjoong. Each word uttered by the man seemed to add another layer to the unease gnawing at Seonghwa's insides. It was a strange sensation, a mixture of confusion, discomfort, and a hint of something he couldn't quite grasp.

"Me?" Wooyoung grinned, pointing at himself with his left hand to keep his right on the sword. "I be both, of course. I be crew my day, fuck toy by night. Just the way I be likin' it."

As Wooyoung spoke, Seonghwa couldn't shake the feeling that there was an undercurrent to the man's words, as if hidden meanings lurked beneath the surface. It was as though Wooyoung was describing a romantic relationship with Hongjoong rather than just a friendship. The more Wooyoung elaborated on their interactions, the more pronounced this feeling became, like a growing sense of unease slowly creeping up on him.

Seonghwa grew increasingly uneasy with each passing moment, his mind swirling with questions and doubts. Was there something he didn't know about Wooyoung and Hongjoong's relationship? Had he missed some subtle cues or signals? Or was it simply his own insecurities playing tricks on him?

Taking a deep, almost involuntary breath, Seonghwa tried to push aside the unsettling thoughts that threatened to consume him. He hoped desperately that the conversation would veer away from the topic of Hongjoong, that Wooyoung would move on to something else and spare him from this growing sense of unease. But deep down, he knew that wouldn't be the case. And so, he braced himself for whatever revelations might come next, steeling his nerves against the uncertainty that lay ahead.

"Interesting," Seonghwa's countenance morphed into a mask of stoicism, his features chiseled with determination as he quickened his pace toward the quaint Inn nestled in the heart of the dimly lit streets. The flickering glow of candles barely illuminated his path. Still, he paid no heed, consumed by a singular desire to distance himself from the man who had brazenly flaunted his connection to the Captain. Each step he took was laden with the weight of his unease, a palpable tension thrumming through his veins.