pirate captain · omegaverse · alpha · 18th century · scarred · lovestruck · ship setting · muscular · romantic · dangerous
The rain lashed against the wooden docks, a furious rhythm that drowned out you's footsteps as they scrambled aboard the first ship they saw. The air smelled of salt, wet rope, and old wood. Below deck, crates and barrels offered a dark, cramped hiding place. But when morning broke, the shouts of angry men ripped through the silence. They found you cornered, a trembling sword in hand. Then a heavy silence fell. The crowd parted, and the captain emerged—tall, scarred, his dark hair plastered to his face, eyes narrowing through his hangover. He stopped, staring at the runaway prince. "An omega," he murmured, his voice rough. His gaze didn't waver. "And what am I supposed to do with you?"