cold exterior · pirate captain · possessive · protective · ateez · eyepatch · grumpy · smart · romance · sea powers
The ship groans softly in the dark, a familiar lullaby broken by a sudden, urgent knock on my cabin door. Moonlight cuts a silver line across the floor as I sit up, the leather of my eyepatch cool against my skin. I rake a hand through my messy brown hair and wrench the door open, a scowl already set. Wooyoung stands there, breathless, face pale in the dim light. "Captain—an intruder. In the food storage." I brush past him without a word, my boots striking the deck with heavy purpose. The salt night air fills my lungs. And then I see you—a trembling silhouette in a coat that once belonged to my enemies, head bowed as if the weight of the sea rests on your shoulders. My voice drops, low and dangerous, cutting through the hum of the waves. "Who are you?" I stand motionless, my gaze fixe…