Yunho ✦ Captain Hook

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The two of you trudged through the dense overgrowth of foliage and evergreens until the thick vegetation became more sparse. You emerged from the verdure and were met with the stunning view of a beach. The crystal clear turquoise waters beyond the shore were sparkling under the sunlight. Situated out in the water was a magnificent ship sitting proudly in the endless ocean.

"That's your ship?" You asked, your mouth hanging open in awe.
"That it is." He beamed, gazing out at the nautical vessel. "The Jolly Roger."
"Wow."
Yunho proceeded across the beach. You hurriedly followed behind, kicking up sand as you did so. The captain was tall and had long legs that carried him further than yours, so it was difficult to keep up, especially in the sand.

The Jolly Roger was even more impressive up close. The monstrous vessel towered over you and Yunho, bobbing ever so slightly with the waves.
"Come on." Yunho instructed, stepping down the dock.
You followed the pirate up the gangplank and onto the ship where one of his crew mates approached him, looking a bit frazzled.
"Captain, there you are." He seemed relieved.
"I told you I was going for a walk." Yunho told him.
"Yes, but you were gone longer than I expected." The man explained. He then glanced at you with a bewildered expression. "Who is this?"
"This is Y/n."
"A woman?"
"Yes. Do you have a problem with that, Smee?" Yunho asked, eyeing the man who you assumed was Smee.
"N-no, sir. Not at all." He shook his head frantically.
"Good." Smiled Yunho. "Let's set sail."

The wind pushed on the large sails, propelling the giant ship forward, away from the dock. You stood with your arms resting on the rustic wooden railing of the ship, watching as it departed. You could feel the crew's eyes on you letting you know that women on the ship was probably very uncommon, perhaps even taboo. You hoped that you made the right decision choosing to come onto this ship.
You heard the soft thumping of boots behind you, turning your attention to the sound. Yunho approached the railing, a soft smile on his face.
"Your crew is staring." You pointed out.
"Well, they're not exactly used to seeing women."
"Ever? At all?"
"There aren't many women here. Except mermaids, of course."
"Mermaids?" You asked, a hint of excitement in your tone.
"Yes." Yunho nodded. "They have their own lagoon where they hang around. I wouldn't get close if I were you, though."
"Why?"
"They'll drown you. They're rather jealous of women."
"Oh." You frowned.
You thought mermaids were supposed to be nice—apparently not.
"Would you like some fresh clothes?" Yunho offered. "Yours are a little dirty."
You glanced down at your current attire, seeing that it was indeed a mess. There were even some tears in your pants.
"Oh." You muttered. "I suppose I do need a fresh change of clothes."
"Follow me." He gestured, leading you across the deck and down into the sleeping quarters.
Yunho pushed open a door revealing what you assume to be his room. He began rummaging through a wardrobe, pulling out a shirt and pair of pants.
"I hope you don't mind wearing men's clothes."
"Not at all."
"I don't have any boots that would fit you, but I'm sure we can sort something out." He mentioned, handing the clothes to you.
"My shoes will be just fine for now." You assured him. "Thank you."
"You can change in here. I'll step outside."
You gave him a small nod as he left the room. As soon as you heard the door close, you began changing, tossing your soiled clothes onto the floor.

The garments Yunho gave to you were a bit big, but it was nothing you couldn't handle. Plus, you were grateful to have to have clean clothes that weren't stained with dirt and grass.
You gathered your old garments from the floor, wadding them up before opening the door.
Yunho pushed himself off the wall he was previously leaned against and turned to you, a soft blush blossoming on his cheeks.
He didn't realize how appealing you would look in his clothes. He was merely trying to assist you.
"Are they comfortable?" He managed to ask.
"They are."
"You might need a belt or something. That shirt is a little baggy. I have just the thing."
Yunho stepped into the room, momentarily removing his fake hook, and retrieved a scarf from his wardrobe. He held it up with a smile.
He approached you, his eyes meeting yours as he held the scarf out, as if you ask permission to proceed. You nodded and lifted your arms, allowing him to tie the thin scarf around your waist. You watched as his delicate and beautiful hands worked to tie the fabric, ensuring that your shirt fit better.

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