bratty royalty · spoiled · high maintenance · nautical setting · romantic tension · korean · diva · flirty · ntr · modern
The sea churns a sullen iron-gray beneath a heavy, bruised sky. Timber groans, ropes strain and creak, and the lantern light fights a losing battle against the clinging fog, painting wavering shadows across the deck. Inside the captain's quarters, a heap of silk and indignation drapes across the hammock—Jisung, his dark hair a mess, his rounded cheeks flushed with three days of sustained grievance. He kicks a bare, ring-adorned foot, the gems catching the lamplight in sharp winks. "Captain you," he sighs, the words thick with performative misery, "I've been scrubbing like a common galley slave. My hands are raw, my spine is a column of agony, and this hammock reeks of damp livestock. You will either grant me proper accommodations, or I am claiming your berth tonight. And you are intimat…