pirate king (pirate!au) ➵ ateez ✔️

gunshot (org.)

Trigger Warnings: Whipping, some gore, a lot of pain and tears (please read at your own risk)

You freeze.

Every muscle in your body goes taut, a cold shiver running down your spine. The arm around your waist is firm, strong and from the almost unbreakable grip he has on you, he doesn't intend on letting you go any soon.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man behind you purrs, his breath ghosting over the sensitive shell of your ear. A squeak escapes you as the barrel of the musket digs into your temple. You might be terrified to the point of near unconsciousness, but part of your mind registers that this isn't the same lieutenant that you had seen yesterday. "The rest of you, show yourselves."

Your heart sinks in your chest as the rest of your crew come into sight.

Most of them are tied up in groups with rope, their heads hanging low as Navy soldiers kick and push them out of the cargo hold, where they had been hidden from sight. So that was why the ship had been so strangely silent when you and Wooyoung had returned to the Treasure.

They had been captured.

"Hello, hello, hello, my two dear pirates." The man behind you locks one arm around your neck, dragging you up the gangplank with him and you choke, your fingers scrabbling fruitlessly against his arm. His well polished boots click smartly on the deck of the Treasure as he addresses all of the pirates on board. "Now, we're finally all here together. I've been waiting for this the whole night."

There's poison in his voice, sweet as honey and as dangerous as snake venom. You don't dare to struggle against him for fear of being shot point blank in the head, but his hold on you is making you panic and he's crushing your windpipe, making every breath an arduous effort.

Before you, you see Jongho on the ground, arms in heavy iron shackles used only for slaves, beaten and bloodied black and blue by the Navy soldiers. Your eyes widen in horror at the sight of him. Glancing around more desperately, you try to spot your master, Yunho, Yeosang, the captain.

"Ahh, I haven't introduced myself. I'm head of port investigation, Leon Bastiville. I heard two of you had a fun trip to the governor's last night." The officer behind you yanks your head back by the hair and you let out a muffled whimper, tears trailing down your cheeks as he twists the musket playfully against your temple. "Did you enjoy yourselves? I heard one of you got shot by my men... Was it you, sweet one?"

Every alarm, every warning bell, every danger alert you have in your instinct is screaming in your head at full volume, telling you to get the hell away from this man and put an entire ocean between the two of you, but you're too terrified to move an inch. Something seems off about him, as if you can feel the sheer madness radiating from him like some sort of black miasma. You're scared. You don't want to die.

Leon suddenly rams the musket against your temple hard enough to bruise and your face snaps to the side from the force, fresh tears springing from your eyes at the pain. "Answer me!"

"Yes..." You choke out, voice trembling beyond your control. Behind you, Wooyoung snarls and yanks against his bonds, but his two guards are too strong for him to do anything.

"Since you replied so nicely, let me tell you what you missed last night." The officer sighs, stroking your hair gently. You're so used to the same action being done to you by San and Wooyoung, but this man's touch feels corrosive against you and you try your best to flinch away from him.

"Stay still." Leon's voice drops to a dangerous whisper, silken and dark. "I don't want my finger to slip."

Terror, cold as frost, spreads through your entire body. You can't move.