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“LAND HO!”
Bang Chan jumps up the moment those two words reach him through his cabin door. Immediately he rushes out, hastily putting on his shirt and boots as he looks out to where his Sea Strategist Seungmin calls out from the crows nest..
Captain Bang Chan:
The strong and fearless leader of the Yellow Wood crew.
Can fight with any weapon he can get his hands on and never misses
Although he may look fierce and intimidating, he has a soft side that he only shows to a select few (those few being his crew members)
Kim Seungmin:
Yellow Wood’s navigator and strategist
He may not look like much but his mind runs a mile per minute 24/7 and can outsmart anyone he’s come across
Quick on his feet, almost as if he can see what his enemy is doing before they themselves know
A witty menace who doesn’t really try to mind his tongue no matter how much he gets scolded by his Captain
“Captain we are approaching Wolf Gang Isle we should be arriving shortly. ETA about 10 minutes!”
“That’s music to my ears Seungmin! Great job!” Even though Seungmin is used to getting praise and compliments from his Captain, the tips of his ears still turn red, feel proud that he once again has led his crew safely to this beautiful island.
Chan stands at the bow of the ship watching the little island slowly get bigger and bigger as they get closer and closer, shivering in anticipation. It has been almost an entire year since the Yellow Wood has stopped on land for a good rest from all the things that they had to do out at sea and the idea of sitting and relaxing with his crew members has Chan all giddy with excitement.
“Captain is there anything you need us to prepare before we dock?” Chan turns around to find his marksman Minho watching him intently waiting for his orders
Lee Minho:
The captains trusty second in command and expert marksman, somehow hits every mark in the most unbelievable way
His reflexes are unmatched and manages his crew every time
Tongue as sharp as his looks, always sporting a cold and calculated look that makes it look like he’s seen way to much at his young age
Has trouble outright expressing his feelings but is able to show them in ways that still surprises the crew every now and then
“Yes, get the crew and start gathering our things for our stay. Make sure everything we have is locked up in the Orlop Deck and if necessary put them in my cabin for extra safe keeping” Chan orders. After hearing this Minho rushes off to make these words a reality. Chan watches as the deck starts filling up with bodies rushing around to get everything ready and a surge of pride fills his chest. He has gone through a lot to get to where he is right now with the crew that he has and while they all come from different places they all still hold and respect and love for each other that makes even the toughest times easier. The atmosphere is chaotic but relaxed and the crew excitedly prepares for their stop
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You jolt to a sitting position gasping for breath and holding you chest as your nightmare starts fading to the background, your clock reading 6:30 am. You hate that you are still tormented by this man. That even after having left him 2 years ago he still manages to haunt your dreams, causing you to constantly look over your shoulder every time you leave your little space above the bar that you own, hoping for a fresh new start. You hate that even though you are stronger now and you know if he ever somehow finds you in your new home that you could very easily take him down, but at the same time the very thought of seeing him makes your heart falter and you hate how weak you still feel even after everything you did to fight against it.
As the last of your nightmare dissipates in your mind you get out of bed to start your day. Stumbling to the bathroom and looking at yourself in the mirror, you feel a bit of disdain for yourself as you see deep tired eyes looking back at you. Your tired eye bags looking deeper than they’ve ever had before and your pale cheeks sinking into your face making you look like you haven’t slept in the past month. You bend down and splash cold water on your face a few times hoping to get some sort of control back to your racing mind and heart. After standing there for what feels like hours but in reality is only a few minutes, the color starts returning to your face and you start looking a bit more alive.
After washing up and putting on a bit of makeup to look even more awake, you head down to the kitchen where you make yourself a quick and simple breakfast to give you energy for what you know is going to be a busy day at the bar. You head down and start preparing everything before you open for the day. As you’re tidying up a bit outside your bar, you hear look over at the dock watching the waves crash longingly. Its one of the reasons why you chose this specific bar in the first place, so close to the dock you can watch as sailors come and go and watch the sun rise and set, displaying the most beautiful array of colors that somehow still manages to amaze you.
As you watch the waves and the sun start creeping high and high up the sky, you hear whooping to your right and you look past the dock to see this huge, beautiful ship approach, pushing through the water with an ease that you’ve never seen from another boat. You rush inside to open up the bar anticipation building in your bones, excited to receive you first customers of the day. Having a bar so close to the dock, you seen many people come and go and have very few regulars which you actually prefer because you don’t have to deal with the loud, obnoxious ones for very long and the few regulars you do have, have learned that you deserve and demand respect and they readily gave it to you after taking one glance at you.
As you watch the boat dock from inside, you watch as a few dozen people start rushing of the boat whooping with excitement, your curiosity building as you wonder where these people came from and where they are going. Your racing mind suddenly comes to a stop as one by one 8 men slowly follow after the first dozen men, walking with a kind of air of authority but also elegance and grace that you’ve never seen before. One by one you watch and can’t seem to take your eyes off of them. You watch as the first man, a tall lean man with long dark hair brushing his shoulders saunters onto the deck. You watch as this man looks around, a gleam in his eye as he takes in his surroundings, he has the fluidity and smooth air to him that gives you the feeling that as serene as he might look, he is not someone you want to mess with.
You’re distracted by the second guy that comes rushing off the boat, barely contained excitement gleaming and his eyes and visibly running up and down his body. His face giving a cute and almost childish air that contrasts the air of the first guy, his cheeks seemingly stuck permanently puffed out as he rushes to give the first guy a hug of excitement. You can’t help but smile at his energy as your attention drift to the third guy stepping onto the dock. You gasp slightly and tense your shoulders a bit at how cold he looks, his piercing gaze watching the first two with a calculating stare as you watch a sly smirk take over his face. You watch as he ducks down putting his hands in the water, taking in as much as he can as he suddenly surges upwards splashing the first two with a spray so big you’re left in a state of shock and awe. The first two guys immediately yelp in shock as the cold water drips down their backs as they simultaneously whip around to glare the third man who is doubled over in laughter. Seeing him laugh like that immediately eases the tension in your shoulders as you realizes he isn’t as cold as he seems to be if anything now he gives a more cat like vibe with his eyes gleaming with amusement and mischief.
Your eyes drift to the fourth man who immediately takes your breath with a smile that could easily replace the sun, he’s watching the first three with a kind of look in his eyes that has you melting, his face sprinkled with brown flecks that makes him look otherworldly, his lean but muscular body relaxed but also graceful his golden blonde hair waving in the wind as another guy comes to stand beside him. This guy is shorter than the others but you still feel slightly intimidated as you see his arms practically bulging out of his shirt. You figured that just one flex and his entire shirt would rip and leave nothing to the imagination. You watch as a wicked enters his gaze as he sneaks up on the cat like man and goes to splash him as well but somehow the third guy side steps, dodging the spray and letting it soak the other two and they cry out again incredulously, staring daggers and the short, buff man, who starts giggling and runs away before they can get him back.
You’re distracted once again by a sixth figure stealthy approaching the beautiful blonde with a menacing gleam in his eyes as you watch shocked not having even seen him step off the boat as he dumps a small bucket of water down the blondes back rushing off guffawing evilly as the blonde exclaims in shock and immediately rushes off in pursuit, yelling out playful curses at the perpetrator who, you notice in amusement, runs an awful lot like a puppy, his pitch black hair bouncing and his wide smile locking in that puppy look. You chuckle as you get this unsettling feeling that you’re being watched, you look over and you see long slitted eyes watching you, or at least looking at your bar with an intense interest.. or was is curiosity? You couldn’t tell as you watched this man start walking with the others, his steps light but purposful and hoped that his fox like eyes weren’t actually watching you but looking at the building, suddenly you see dimples flash as he looks away and joins in the banter of his 6 crew mates rushing around splashing water on each other.
Suddenly you notice another presence on the boat that leaves you shocked and wondering how you didn’t notice it before. You take one last glance at the magnificent boat, the sides of her gleaming in the sun and your heart falters, your gaze landing on a figure leaning over the boat, loosely hang on to a rope, the only thing keeping him from completely falling off the boat. You watch dumbstruck in awe as this man, eyes shimmering with a dangerous gleam, tightens his hold on the rope and jumps, swinging over the other crew members splashing all of the with a wave of water from a bucket you didn’t notice him holding in his other hand, his face changing from dangerous to pure unfiltered delight as he lets go and flips over his members and lands in front of them with a steady thud only to be knocked down as the other seven lunge at him, splashing him with a wave that leaves him sprawled on the rocks by the dock, his mouth wide open in boisterous laughter as the other seven pile on him playfully wrestling him until they all finally break apart and collapse on the ground all 8 of them in a fit of giggles. You watch the entire interaction with only one thought in your head.
That man, who exudes confidence and power, that man with features sharp as a stone, with a muscular body that tells stories of the things he has seen and experienced, that man who very obviously deeply cares about these 7 men, that man is probably the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. You can’t seem to take your eyes off him as he finally picks himself up and gathers his members around him picking their way off the rocks and slowly making their way towards your bar. You feel stuck realizing that they are coming you way but you can’t seem to move or tear you gaze away from, as you watch the fox-eyed man rush up to who you now realize is the captain and start whispering something in his ear. You manage to tear your gaze away as you begin to prepare to make 8 drinks, noticing the way the captains steps falter for a heartbeat not realizing though that at that exact moment is when he finally lays eyes on the owner of this elegant bar by the dock.
Chan watches his crew mates rushing around splashing each other with water and an idea jumps into his mind which he quickly puts into action, he rushes to get a bucket and fills it with water, rushing back to the edge of the ship as he grabs a rope and leans over, inwardly laughing at his members who had no idea what was about the happen to him. As he watches, he finds the right moment to jump and swing over his mates as he douses all 7 of them in a stream of water, tossing the bucket back onto the boat haphazardly as he flips and lands in front of them, his laugh transforming into a yelp of surprise as he feels a huge wave of water slam into him knocking him down onto the rocks. He busts out laughing again as his mates jump on him playfully wrestling him in protest and amusement. Finally when they all break apart and fall into fits of giggles, he can’t help but feel a deep sense of joy and peace pass through him as he sits up and looks around at his brothers, taking in their faces and recalling how he found each of them and took them in, their mistrust slowly transforming into this unbreakable bond that all 8 of them now share.
“All right everyone, come on let’s go a get something to drink and eat!” He calls out, laughing at the whoops and cheers that he receives in return. He stands and turns making his way up the side of the dock and quickly glancing around for a place where they can sit and eat all together when suddenly he feels the presence of his youngest crew mate Jeongin slightly hovering over his shoulder as he leans in to whisper in his ear.
Yang Jeongin:
The youngest of the kids that Chan took in, he has a constant air of slight annoyance and mistrust
Calculating and quick on his feet, he can take down a whole crew without them even seeing his shadow
Gets annoyed by the rest of his crew mates smothering him constantly but also relishes in finally feeling loved (he will never actually admit this out loud though)
“Chan-hyung I think we should go into this bar here, I got this feeling about it that I can’t seem to shake off” Jeongin whispers, and Chan taking in the words swivels his head toward the bar that his youngest was talking about and the moment he does, his steps falter and he stumbles a bit as his eyes land not on the building, but on the long locks of hair that seems to float up as he watches you turn around, gathering the things you need to receive them. Time stops around Chan as he mouth drops open slightly, his heartbeat slowly increasing as his gaze locks on every move you make, his breath coming out in a soft exhale of awe and longing, which surprises Chan. He has never felt this way for anything or anyone before. Sure he’s had a few flings here and there but no one has ever made him freeze in this way. After what feels like hours but in reality was only a few seconds, he regains his composure desperately hoping that the rest of his mates didn’t notice him falter, not noticing them snickering behind his back, following his gaze and immediately seeing why as they all are taken aback by you.
“Who’s hungry?” Chan calls out, hoping to distract them and immediately grins at hearing the whoops rise from his kids. Hr turns and starts slowly but also intentionally making his way towards the bar as his swordsman Hyunjin rushes up and loops an arm around his shoulders, a mischievous gleam in his eyes
Hwang Hyunjin:
The best swordsman on deck, his crew can’t help but be mesmerized by his graceful, dance-like fluidity every time he brandishes his sword
Although he may look tall and lean from a distance, his golden skin hides muscles and scars built up from years of fighting at Chans side
His demeanor shows a sort of duality that intimidates his enemies Biggest drama king known on the open ocean
“Chan-hyung, are you ok? You look kind of flushed” he starts giggling as Chan smacks him on the shoulder, his ears flushing redder than he’s ever thought possible. He hears a loud voice calling from behind him,
“Yah Chan-hyung, do you need helping walking straight?! I’m more than happy to hold you up!” A fit of giggles passes through the group like a breeze as Chan turns to glare at his muscular companion Changbin
Seo Changbin:
Don’t underestimate his height, he can still pack a mighty punch
What he lacks in size, he makes up in volume causing his enemies to tremble in fear upon hearing his echoing voice
Don’t let the muscles intimidate you too much though, he’s a big softy under those bulging muscles
“You know Binnie, our hold has gone through an awful lot these past few days, and the rest of our crew have already run off to do their own thing.” Chan starts, watching in amusement as he watches Changbins face pale slightly as he immediately understands what his captain is implying. As tough as Changbin may be, he has never been able to shake off this aversion to blood and gets sick at the slightest glimpse of it, which proves to be a challenge when they go out on missions. Chan chuckles as he turns back only to hear a low voice say
“Oohh Chan-hyung why are you getting all defensive? Is there something you’re hiding from us?” Chan turns around again to face his blonde brother Felix.
Lee Felix:
Has the face of an angel with a voice that shocks everyone the first time they hear it
Although he may look soft (which he is), the minute you cross his boundaries he becomes a monster that surprises his crew mates every time
Is sensitive but doesn’t show them until he feels safe enough to do so
“Is there something you’re hiding from us Lee Felix?” Chan inquires, raising his eyebrow knowingly as Felix flushes and ducks behind Minho who lets him hide for two seconds before side stepping and exposing him to the rest of the group chuckling. Felix yelps and grabs Minho hiding behind him again as everyone chuckles slightly confused as to what Chan might be talking about. After their chuckles die down he takes a quick shy glance at Changbin before finally stepping out from behind Minho acting as if nothing happened. Felix feels an arm wrap around his shoulder and he glances over and sees his sunshine twin Han Jisung beaming down at him
Han Jisung:
A bundle of energy who can’t seem to go anywhere without bouncing in excitement
Has his moments of weakness during which he turns towards his crew mates for support
His sharp eye makes it easy for him to shoot his target dead center at impossible distances
Eats like a hamster, looks like quokka, all in all he just gives rodent vibes
“Care to indulge me in what Chan-hyung was talking about?” Jisung asks Felix softly, being careful to not attract the attention of the others. Felix shakes his head softly “Not really,” he looks up and for a split second thinks he sees hurt flash through Jisung’s eyes which brings him to amend his statement, “well at least, not right now,” Felix flushes again and promises Jisung that he will tell him later when they have more privacy to which Jisung smiles understandingly, kisses Felix on the crown of his head and bounces away to cling onto Minho who groans in protest but doesn’t pull away
After dealing with all the teasing Chan enters the bar and snuggles to control his racing heart and tries to act cool as he approaches you with his crew filing in behind him. You look up from polishing a glass and you freeze slightly at seeing how close he is as he slightly leans on the bar. You immediately regain your composure but he noticed the look of surprise that flitted across your eyes for a split second. For someone that fills him with confidence and speaks his voice low and almost sultry
“Golden Apple Cider with a splash of rum please,” his voice sends shivers down your spine and you desperately try to hide the goosebumps that are slowly making your way your arms, you being to move, assembling his drink as he and his crew mates watch you, entranced at how you seemed dancing, floating past them as you moved with a practiced grace. As you are making his drink you take a glance and you notice something in his eyes that make you realize something and that same instant an idea pops in your head
You place his drink down in front of him, flash him your brightest smile as you slightly lean on the counter towards him and look up at him, your eyes glimmering with something that Chan can’t decipher
“Here you go, one Golden Apple Cider with a splash of rum,” you try your best to match his low voice with a note of something Chan can only describe as provocative. His mind goes blank and he stares, his body sending shivers up and down up his back. You stare back at him and slowly your mischievous look turns into a look of triumph as she leans back and turns to the rest of the crew and asks for their orders. Chan is stuck frozen watching you with disbelief as he realizes what you just did and what it did to him. He watches you and vows he will get you back. He understands the message you are trying to convey and he vows, that he will be the one standing at the top of this hill.
As you take the rest of the crew’s orders you slowly start learning their names. After serving your first drink of the day you turn to the tall, serene looking boy who you saw get off the boat first. He gives you his order with a look of amusement in his eyes
“You know, you’re the first person to make him act like that,” he says. You look at him confused, “like what?” He nods his head over to the Captain and you realize he is still sitting gin the same position you left him, his ears red and his eyes glassy and unfocused. You chuckle and smirk the tall guy
“Should I take that as a compliment?”
The tall guy chuckles and gives no response except a knowing smirk at his Captain. He then sticks out his hand and you take it with out hesitating
“I’m Hyunjin,” his voice has a certain smoothness to it that makes you feel relaxed and comfortable and you smile at him.
“I’m y/n,” you tell him. He smiles back “Nice to meet you y/n” You make small talk as you prepare his drink and you find out that the Captains name is Bang Chan but Hyunjin insists you call him Chan. At this insistence you look at Hyunjin with a slightly mischievous gleam in your eyes and he chuckles, “oh he’s gonna have fun with this one” Hyunjin thinks to himself. You turn to the next crew member and you find yourself looking into big brown boba eyes that look warm and inviting, somehow you relax even more and when you look at his companion who is sitting so close he is almost on top of squirrel-like guy you can’t help but hold back a laugh
“Hi,” the big boba eyed guy says, “I’m Han Jisung, and this is…”
“Lee Felix” his companions butts in, fighting the giggles as Jisung nudges him, almost knocking him off his chair. You laugh as you watch the two playfully push each other around until they finally turn to you, give you their orders and you make small talk with them as well as you make their drinks. As you talked you find out that Jisung and the guy with the cat like guy Minho were together and you look at him in surprise. He notices your surprise and he laughs,
“What’s up y/n?” He asks
“Oh nothing I’m just surprised, you guys seem like polar opposites” you reply
He laughs and agrees with you “He may look cold and scary at first but once you get to know him, he’s actually a big cuddly softie” he giggles as he catches Minho lift his head and glare at Jisung, hearing the way his boyfriend described him. As you watch you notice that his glare isn’t as sharp as you would have expect, a soft edge to it that gave you a glimpse of what Jisung meant. You smile and turn back to Felix and Jisung and you keep laughing and talking for a bit until you get to the last four crew members waiting to give them their orders. You’re introduced to Changbin, Jeongin, Seungmin and Minho by Jisung. As you are talking to the four crew mates, Jisung having turned back to playing around with Felix, you feel a shiver run down your back and you look to your right with caution and you see Chan staring at you with a dangerous look in his eye that sends shivers up and down your entire body. Instead of letting him phase you though, you smirk at send him the tiniest hint of a wink that only Chan could see.
Chan stares at you, watching you intently as you talk with his crew mates, relieved that you seem comfortable even happy to be talking with his crew. Suddenly he sees Changbin reach over and grab your hand, peering at it closely in curiosity asking you about the callouses and scars that criss cross you palms. He watches as you freeze for a split second then immediately break into an easy smile as you tell Changbin that when you were a kid your mother trained you in sword/knife fighting and she didn’t necessarily hold back all that much which leaves the other in shock but you shrug it off, telling them it was actually your fault for blocking with the wrong hand. You laugh as you remember your mother immediately dropping her knife and scrambling to bandage your hand crying and apologizing profusely as you stood there and just watched, barely feeling the pain in your hand.
Chan watches and listens to you not once taking his eyes off of Changbin’s hand holding yours, tracing the scar with his finger in fascination. As he watches and realizes that you aren’t pulling away or paying any mind the Changbin’s fascination he feels a surge of jealousy fill his chest which is kind of shadowed by confusion as to why he is feeling this possessive urge over you. Without realizing it he stare turns dangerous and he can’t seem to take his eyes off of you, analyzing every move, every twitch, every step. Suddenly his eyes make contact with yourself and he watches as you slyly smirk at him and flash him the slightest of winks. He freezes, his breath caught in his throat as his heart races once more, his chest filling with a feeling he’s never felt for anyone before, and he finally get the opportunity to get you back.
After you turn back to Changbin and the other three still talking about your childhood you realize you forgot to restock the juice for to make one of the fruity cocktails Jeongin ordered. You excuse yourself and walk to the back of the bar to grab another box of the juice. As you start slightly reaching up to grab the box you’re suddenly hit with the smell of sea salt with a slight twinge of vanilla, a hand reaches above you and grabs the box you were reaching for and you turn slightly startled as you look up and see Chan hovering over you slightly as he put his other hand next to your head. Your breath hitches as he leans down slightly
“Need help with that princess?” He huffs in a low and sultry voice, you blanch as memories rise from your past start to rise to the surface, your heart beginning to race until you look up and look into Chans eyes and immediately feel a sense of safety wrapping around like a blanket as you see nothing but kindness in his eyes with a slight twinge of worry as he watched you reach up for that box of juice. You relax and without breaking eye contact you slowly reach up, his breath hitching as he watches your every move. Suddenly you hand darts out and snatches the box of juice out of his hand
You smirk as surprise fills his eyes and he takes as step back and you take a step forwards pressing him against one of the shelves, you relish the moment of panic that flits through his eyes as you lean forward with a smirk on your face, you lips reaching his ear and whispering “I got it pretty boy, thanks” Chan shivers as he feels you breath tickle his earlobe and the scent of your honey mango shampoo overwhelming his senses, he frozen as you take a step back and start to walk out blowing a kiss in his direction, he snaps out of his trance just before you walk out the door, grabs your wrist and snaps you back towards him, your body colliding with his, his hands immediately steadying you as his hands land at your waist, he leans down
“Aw come on princess, you can’t walk out like after saying that to me” his voice is husky as he slowly starts losing control. You look at him watching the desire in his eyes slowly grow, you start feeling wary of the situation you are in but still can’t help feeling a sense of security as you study him, as your eyes trace his jawline up to his eyes, down his to to his cupids bow before looking up into his eyes again
Wanting to tease him some more your smirk grows and you lean in even more, your face an inch away from his, “and what are you gonna do about it pretty boy? You won’t touch me, it goes against your morals” your voice also as husky as his. His blinks shocked at how you read him so quickly, the desire in his eyes grows and he leans forward millimeters away from touching your lips with his as he feels you go still, bracing yourself for what he might do, for what you might do when you hear him say
“You’re right, but that doesn’t mean that I can't and dgwon’t make you mine” his eyes never leaving yours as he reaches out and grabs your hand pulling them to his lips to give them a soft kiss before he pulls away and walks out of the room. You stand there and watch him leave dazed and slightly disappointed at the loss of his warm body against yours, the feeling of his lips tingling on your hand, your heart racing as you try to regain your composure, for a second you forget why you went in there to begin with until you feel the weight of the juice box in your other hand. You snap out of your daze and push forward out of the door to finally make that cocktail for Jeongin