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BENEATH THE SURFACE — ch 01 [24 karat]

PROMPT; mermaid!reader literally gets robbed by ateez and then falls in love w them after like they didn't just steal from her??

FEAT; pirate!ot8!ateez x mermaid!reader (yeo focus)

IN THIS CHAPTER; literally the finding nemo plot but the reader lost her necklace & yeosang has a fat crush on her

WRD COUNT; 3.4k

NOTES; i want a pet shark 2 life is not fair ; this takes place during the say my name era (i go crazy 4 woo w grey hair) ; san is so cute, he's so bbygirl ; yeo is QUICK 2 b attracted 2 her but that's only because i have a soft spot for him, for most of the members it's gonna take more time 4 them 2 b attracted or trust her even TAGLIST; no one yet! lmk if you want 2 b added!

In the enchanted realm beneath the endless expanse of cerulean waves, a mermaid and her devoted companion, a magnificent tiger shark, engaged in their timeless play. With grace and agility, they twirled and glided through the crystal-clear depths, their laughter echoing through the ocean currents.

The mermaid possessed a beauty that could rival the most vibrant sunrise. Her tail shimmered with iridescent hues, a kaleidoscope of azure, sapphire, and emerald, adorned with intricate patterns that mirrored the delicate intricacies of coral reefs. Silver and pearl accents adorned her fin tips, reflecting the sunlight in a dazzling display of elegance.

Her tresses, filled with a myriad of braids, cascaded in flowing waves, kissed by the salty sea breeze, entwined with shimmering seashells. Each braid, intricately woven and adorned with delicate seashells, created a mesmerizing tapestry that told stories of forgotten treasures and ancient legends. Clinging to her upper body, a bra crafted from intricately woven seashells created an enchanting contrast against her radiant skin, its luminescent luster accentuated by scattered flecks of ocean dew.

But it was the necklace, the jewel that held the essence of her being, that captured the mermaid's essence. Passed down through generations, it was a masterpiece of oceanic artistry, crafted from rare pearls, glistening gemstones, and the ethereal glow of moonlight captured within a crystal pendant. Suspended delicately around her neck, it symbolized her lineage, her connection to the sea, and the profound love her parents had bestowed upon her.

Days slipped by in an endless dance of laughter and adventure, as the mermaid and her shark companion reveled in their eternal bond. The mermaid, with her ethereal voice, serenaded the waves, casting a spell upon all who heard her melodic enchantments. The shark, with his sleek and muscular form, swam beside her, a guardian and playmate, his razor-sharp teeth concealing a heart of unparalleled loyalty.

Yet, amidst their carefree existence, destiny weaved its intricate tapestry. Unbeknownst to the mermaid, her treasured necklace had slipped away, lost in the vast embrace of the ocean depths. Days passed in blissful ignorance until a haunting emptiness settled within her soul, a deep ache that could not be soothed.

It was on a tranquil morning, as she basked in the gentle caress of sunlight cascading through the shimmering waves, that she absentmindedly reached for her necklace, only to find it absent from its rightful place. Panic surged through her, pulsating with each beat of her fragile heart. Frantically, she searched, combing through her precious troves and secret hideaways, but her beloved jewel was nowhere to be found.

With growing desperation, she confided in her steadfast friend, the tiger shark who had shared her every joy and sorrow. As she poured out her anguish, her voice quivered with raw emotion, every word an echo of her profound loss. The shark, his eyes filled with empathy, listened intently, his silent presence a pillar of strength.

Days turned into nights, and nights into weeks, as the mermaid's sorrow lingered like an ever-present shadow. But amidst the depths of despair, a faint glimmer of hope emerged. A whisper of intuition guided her restless heart, and a determination blossomed within her very being.

She called upon the enchanting power that dwelled within her. With a gentle whisper, she sent out a plea to the inhabitants of the ocean, beckoning the creatures of the deep to aid her in her quest. From the majestic dolphins to the graceful seahorses, every creature received her message, carrying it through the currents with a sense of urgency.

Among the coral reefs and beneath the shimmering surface, the message spread like ripples in the water. The shimmering scales of tropical fish flickered with anticipation, while the wise sea turtles nodded in understanding. Even the elusive octopi, masters of disguise, shared the mermaid's plea among their fellow beings of the sea.

Time unfurled its wings, as she patiently waited for a response. And then, on an unexpected morning, a small and timid fish approached her, its vibrant colors contrasting against its shy demeanor. With trembling fins, the little fish revealed that it had seen a shimmering object in the southern waters, nestled near the Grand Coral Barrier.

The young girl's heart leapt with hope, even as concern creased her brow. For the south, near the coral barrier, was known to be a gathering place for pirates. It was a treacherous and unpredictable territory, where danger lurked beneath the waves. But the mermaid's determination burned brightly within her, fueled by her longing to reclaim what was lost.

With gratitude in her eyes, she thanked the small fish for its bravery and shared information, with a small peck to its mouth. She listened attentively as the fish described the exact location, painting a vivid picture of the treacherous waters and the coral formations that marked the way. The mermaid's voice, soft yet resolute, promised the fish that she would not forget its kindness.

As the mermaid ventured deeper into the heart of the Grand Coral Barrier, a shroud of darkness enveloped the waters, casting eerie shadows upon the once-vibrant reefs. The light struggled to penetrate the murky depths, leaving a sense of foreboding that hung heavy in the surrounding gloom. The corals, once bursting with vibrant colors, now appeared muted and lifeless, their intricate formations reminiscent of gnarled fingers reaching out from the abyss.

In this treacherous realm, her heart pounded in her chest, a symphony of fear echoing through her very being. Every flicker of movement caught her attention, each shadow playing tricks upon her anxious mind. The once-familiar fish that had greeted her with joyous dances now swam with moody eyes, casting wary glances her way. Their expressions carried a silent warning, cautioning her about the perils that lurked in the bottomless pit.

The silence was broken only by the distant sounds of creaking ships, their ghostly presence a haunting reminder of the dangers that lay ahead. It was as if the coral barrier itself held its breath, a stillness that spoke of secrets buried within the abyss, waiting to be discovered. The mermaid's senses heightened, her every nerve tingling with trepidation.

With each stroke of her shimmering tail, the mermaid pressed on, her movements cautious yet resolute. The uneven terrain of the coral barrier posed challenges at every turn, its jagged edges and hidden crevices threatening to ensnare the unwary. Yet, fueled by her determination and the glimmer of hope that flickered within her heart, she pressed forward, pushing past her fears.

In this unsettling environment, the mermaid's vulnerability was magnified. She felt the weight of the unknown bearing down upon her, the weight of an ocean that held both beauty and danger. And yet, within her fear, she summoned the strength to face the darkness, to conquer the shadows that threatened to consume her.

"Neptune, do you see it?" she whispered gently to the sleek shark gliding by her side, who seemed to possess an uncanny sense for hidden treasures beneath the darkened depths (the gems adorning his teeth being the living proof of it). "I feel like it would be easy to notice it, you know? One would think it impossible to miss such a sparkling beacon."

The shark halted in its fluid motion, swiveled to face her with a discerning gaze. A sly grin tugged at the corners of his toothy maw. "You underestimate the allure of shadows. A jewel requires light to reflect its brilliance, and alas, light eludes this realm, dumbass" he retorted with a hint of sarcasm, elicited a gentle pout and an affectionate nudge from the girl.

Before she could muster a retort, Neptune swiftly vanished, a streak of power and agility slicing through the water behind her. Bewilderment danced across her face, her beautiful eyes searching for answers. And then, as if in response to an unseen call, her attention was abruptly captivated.

"What are you—" Her words evaporated when her eyes finally captured the cause of his sudden departure.

There, in a clandestine embrace, her necklace entwined itself around the slender body of a solitary fish. Yet, the challenge was not the possession but the surrounding company. A mesmerizing tapestry of iridescent sardines encircled the coveted treasure, their synchronized movements reminiscent of a beautifully choreographed ballet. Navigating through their shimmering ranks proved to be an enigmatic puzzle, as if the very currents conspired against her.

With unwavering determination, Neptune launched himself into the intricate dance, his every attempt to seize the prize met with the evasive dispersion of the sardines. A sigh of frustration escaped him, mingling with the rhythmic symphony of the ocean's depths.

Undeterred by the elusive nature of her aquatic companions, the mermaid approached the congregation with gentle "steps", her voice carrying the delicate lilt of a siren's plea. "Greetings, my shimmering kin. I simply yearn to retrieve my beloved necklace. I am in dire—"

A cacophony of hurried murmurs echoed in response, the voices of the sardines blending into a sea of hurried commotion.

"No time to spare!"

"We are tardy for our duties!"

"Come back another time!"

"Far too occupied!"

"Return when tides are kinder!"

Undeterred by the chorus of reluctance, she exhaled a wearied sigh and sought respite upon a craggy coral formation. Perched high above the shimmering sea floor, her gaze remained fixated upon the enigmatic congregation. Her resplendent tail swayed gently against the ancient rock, an outward reflection of the ceaseless churning within her mind.

As Neptune persisted, his every valiant attempt met with disillusioned defeat, an unseen peril began to unfold. Unbeknownst to them, a looming net descended ominously from a boat from above, a trap concealed by the shadows. Neptune, in his tenacity, once again lunged to apprehend the elusive fish, only to catch sight of the imminent net and narrowly elude its grasp.

In a desperate cry, Neptune's voice pierced the underwater tapestry, summoning the mermaid from her pensive perch. Her eyes widened, a kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within their depths. As her gaze fell upon the ensnared fish, deep into the net.

Trapped

"No, no, fuck no, no, no fuck!" the situation had been further compounded. The fish was now beyond her reach, ensnared in the clutches of humanity, likely to retain possession of her precious necklace instead of coming rightfully back into her ownership.

With desperation gripping her heart, the mermaid grasped the coarse strands of the net, her delicate hands fiercely tugging against its relentless grip. Neptune, always loyal, joined in the struggle, his powerful presence lending her strength. Together, they strained against the resistance, their determination radiating through the turbulent waters.

But the net, woven with human cunning and unforgiving strength, fought back with a stubborn tenacity. The mermaid and her faithful shark could feel the weight of their adversary, its unforgiving pull threatening to yank them into a world of captivity. Their hearts sank as they realized their efforts were in vain.

As if obeying an invisible command, the net began its ascent, inch by agonizing inch. Helpless, they watched as their chances of recovering the necklace slipped through their fingers. The mermaid's cries echoed through the depths, a mournful lament for the loss of her cherished symbol of heritage and love.

With a final heave, the net breached the surface, lifting the ensnared fish and the precious necklace into the realm of humans. The mermaid, defeated, surfaced alongside the disappearing net, her glare fixed on the vessel that now possessed her beloved treasure.

Unbeknownst to the mermaid, her presence had not gone unnoticed aboard the ship. Yeosang, the skilled helmsman, stood tall upon the quarter deck, his gaze intently fixed upon the enchanting figure before him. Clad in a black fur coat, shielding him from the relentless winds, he exuded an air of quiet confidence amidst the bustling crew.

As he observed the mermaid with an unwavering focus, his eyes drank in her captivating form. He was struck by the way she wore the sea itself upon her, for intertwined amidst her flowing locks were tendrils of seaweed, verdant and alive. They danced and swayed with each ripple of water, whispering. It was as if the very essence of the ocean had entwined itself within her hair, a testament to her intimate connection with the watery realm.

Yeosang's gaze lingered upon her with an intensity that betrayed his fascination. His raven-black hair, sleek and parted in the middle, framed his face like a midnight sky, a stark contrast against his pale complexion. His eyes, a striking shade of light green, fixated upon her with unwavering determination, as if he could glimpse the secrets hidden within her depths.

Around his neck rested a peculiar necklace, a compass of intricate design, serving as both a navigational tool and a symbol of his unwavering dedication to his craft. It gleamed against the expanse of his pristine white shirt, a token of his commitment to charting a course through the unpredictable seas

Caught in a moment of stolen longing, Yeosang found himself bewitched by the mermaid's presence. The weight of responsibility as helmsman momentarily forgotten, he yearned to bridge the divide between their worlds.

Captivated by the mermaid's unwavering glare, Yeosang couldn't help but find her inexplicably adorable. It was an enchanting paradox—this small, delicate creature staring down his crew, notorious for their ruthless reputation upon the sea. Their infamy preceded them, feared by all who dared to cross their path. Yet, here she was, exuding a quiet strength and defiance that seemed to belie her petite frame.

Curiosity danced within Yeosang's mind as he pondered the reasons behind her intense gaze. What had brought her to fix her eyes upon his crew with such determination? It was the first encounter he had with a mermaid, but he had long known of their existence, whispered tales and legends passed down through generations of sailors.

Was it possible that his crew had encroached upon her realm, depriving her of a bountiful meal that was rightfully hers? Or perhaps, in the perilous dance of predator and prey, they had become her potential feast, their presence serving as a tantalizing invitation for her primal instincts.

Regardless of the answer, Yeosang found himself irresistibly drawn to her. Her eyes, though small in comparison to the vastness of the sea, radiated a captivating power that commanded attention. They held secrets untold, a glimpse into a world beyond his own, and he yearned to unravel the enigma that lay within those captivating orbs.

As his eyes lower themselves on her small pout, Yeosang found his thoughts wandering into treacherous territory. Her lips, delicately shaped and adorned with a hint of natural allure, beckoned to him like the siren's song. It was an uncharted territory of desire that stirred within him, a magnetic pull that defied reason and logic.

His mind, usually consumed by the demands of the sea and the perils of their pirate pursuits, now found itself drifting to thoughts of a different nature. Thoughts of stolen glances, stolen moments, and stolen kisses. The allure of her pout, a mere glimpse into her tender vulnerability, ignited a flame of longing within him that burned with an intensity he had never known. Was this the true power of a mermaid? For in her presence, he fell under a spell of enchantment without a single note escaping her lips.

The black haired boy's attention was abruptly torn from his reverie by a cacophony of screams emanating from the ship's deck. Curiosity piqued, he swiftly turned to observe the source of the commotion, his gaze landing on the master-at-arms. A radiant smile graced the man's face, showing off his dimples, as he proudly held up a stunning necklace, while cradling a captured fish in his other hand.

"Behold, ATEEZ!" San exclaimed with undeniable excitement, his voice filled with triumph. "Look what I've discovered!"

The necklace, a breathtaking masterpiece of aquatic elegance, held the beholder's gaze captive with its sublime craftsmanship. Strands of silver, delicate as moonlight on water, intertwined gracefully, forming a sinuous chain that embraced the neck with a gentle embrace. The metal seemed to shimmer with an ethereal glow, as if infused with the essence of the sea itself.

Adorning the necklace were an array of luminous pearls, each one a testament to the ocean's boundless beauty. They shimmered like iridescent tears, their opalescent hues dancing in harmony with the sunlight. Light cascaded across their smooth surfaces, creating an enchanting play of colors that evoked the depths of the ocean's mysteries.

At the heart of the necklace, a captivating gemstone held court, commanding attention with its mesmerizing allure. A deep azure jewel, it gleamed with an otherworldly radiance, as if it held the secrets of the sea within its crystalline core. Its facets caught the light, casting shimmering reflections that mirrored the ebb and flow of the tides.

Upon closer inspection, delicate engravings adorned the silverwork, tracing intricate patterns inspired by the natural world. Seashells, rendered with meticulous detail, seemed to whisper tales of distant shores and hidden treasures. The craftsmanship revealed the skill and artistry of a master jeweler, their hand imbuing the necklace with a sense of wonder and enchantment.

As the necklace dangled delicately in the master-at-arms's hand, it seemed to possess a magnetic pull, drawing the eyes of all who beheld it. Its beauty transcended mere adornment.

San, his black hair composed of red streaks bouncing on his head, continued to regale his crewmates with tales of his discovery, the necklace serving as a tangible testament to his triumph.

San's cute laugh resonated, its pure and unadulterated sound cutting through the ruggedness of the pirate ship, "it seems our little fish friend has a taste for jewelry!", San's laughter continued to ripple through the air as he delicately lifted the fish, cradling it in his hands. With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, he brought the fish closer to his face, their gaze locking in an amusing encounter. His joy-filled laughter seemed to dance in his eyes, forming gentle crinkles at the corners—a captivating aegyosal that radiated warmth and sincerity.

The crew watched this endearing scene unfold, their laughter blending with the rhythmic lapping of waves against the ship's hull. The contagious joy mirrored in San's eyes illuminated the camaraderie among the pirates, weaving a tapestry of shared laughter and the beauty of genuine connection.

Finally understanding the reason behind the mermaid's anger, the helmsman turns to look at the pretty girl, only to find her crying.

Yeosang's heart sank as he beheld the mermaid's tears streaming down her ethereal face. The crystalline droplets fell relentlessly, yet her gaze remained distant and vacant. It was as though she was unaware of her own weeping, her soul consumed by an insatiable longing for the stolen necklace. The sight shattered his heart into countless fragments. Oh, how he yearned to reach out and gather her fragile form into his arms, whispering words of solace and assuring her that nothing could harm her with him by her side. His fingers itched to snatch the pendant from San's clutches, to restore it to its rightful owner.

Descending with resolute determination, Yeosang strode purposefully across the deck towards San. With a swift motion, he seized the pendant, his eyes burning with a mixture of anger and anguish. His gaze darted around in search of the mermaid, intending to fling the precious artifact to her. Yet, to his dismay, she had vanished. Disappeared without a trace. A sharp pang of longing pierced his chest, leaving him bereft and yearning for her presence.

His trembling hand tightened around the necklace, the temptation to cast it into the depths beneath almost overwhelming. Surely, she resided beneath the waves, seeking solace in the depths she called home. But his selfish desires held him back. If he held onto the necklace, would God be kind enough to reunite them? Would he be blessed with another glimpse of her, as she ventured forth in search of her stolen treasure? His steps faltered, uncertainty gripping his heart.

In a moment of reckoning, Yeosang made a decision. Swiftly, he concealed the necklace within the depths of his coat pocket, a silent vow to protect it until the day she crossed his path again. With a heavy sigh, he retreated to the solace of his chambers, the slamming of the door serving as an unspoken signal to his fellow crewmates that he sought solitude. Confusion etched upon their faces, they remained behind, perplexed by the enigmatic turn of events.

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BENEATH THE SURFACE — masterlist

PROMPT; mermaid!reader literally gets robbed by ateez and then falls in love w them after like they didn't just steal from her??

FEAT; pirate!ateez x mermaid!reader

GENRE; fluff, smut (in later chapters)

AU; pirate au obv + poly (as in ot8 ateez end up w reader)

NOTES; am just horny 4 saymyname!teez ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ̀ˋ

— ch 01. [24 karat]

— ch 02. [lullaby]

— coming soon

BENEATH THE SURFACE — ch 02 [lullaby]

PROMPT; mermaid!reader literally gets robbed by ateez and then falls in love w them after like they didn't just steal from her??

FEAT; pirate!ot8!ateez x mermaid!reader (slight joong + wooyoung focus)

IN THIS CHAPTER; reader in her yandere era?? stalking them FOR MONTHS and shit like girl.. we know you aint doin all that 4 ur necklace.

WRD COUNT; 4.4k

NOTES; this chapter is a little boring but i promise u the next one is gonna be better, they're finally going to meet her!! i just need to build up a little base

TAGLIST; @cookiechristie @zozoziwa @hiraii-gf @satsuri3su ; lmk if you want 2 b added!

Determined, the mermaid resolved to shadow the ship's every move, refusing to sever the only connection she had to her long-lost village. It was a decision driven by an unyielding desire to reclaim the stolen relic that served as a tether to her past.

With a fluid grace, she trailed behind the vessel, her iridescent tail propelling her through the depths of the sea. Each stroke brought her closer to the ship, bridging the gap between her present reality and the memories of her past.

The mermaid's heart ached with the weight of her loss, and she knew that surrendering the pursuit would mean severing the final thread that bound her to her origins. The stolen artifact, her necklace, held not only sentimental value but also the last remnants of a life once cherished. Letting it slip away would be an abandonment of her past, a betrayal of her own identity.

The gentle sway of the ocean currents softly calming her heartbeat, a vivid flashback swept through the mermaid's mind, transporting her back to the fateful day when tragedy befell her tranquil village. The memories surged forth, like an untamed tempest, enveloping her senses in a maelstrom of emotions.

[flashback] The once serene waters, teeming with life and harmony, transformed into a frenzied tableau of chaos and despair. The air crackled with tension, filled with the palpable fear that gripped the merfolk. Panic spread like wildfire as the sea witch unleashed her sinister powers, setting in motion a harrowing chase that would forever stain the mermaid's memories. The thunderous sounds of orcas' mighty jaws echoed through the water, reverberating with bone-chilling intensity. Their relentless pursuit, driven by the witch's dark command, sent shivers down the spines of the fleeing merfolk. Desperation mingled with the salty breeze. As the mermaid's parents, their hearts burdened with love and protectiveness, frantically sought refuge amidst the tumult, their hands trembled as they gently placed their cherished baby girl into the waiting jaw of a majestic tiger shark. Their voices quivered with urgency as they begged the creature to carry their precious child far away from the encroaching danger. The water around them hummed with their fervent prayers, intermingled with the scent of brine and the metallic tinge of blood. Neptune's mother, a guardian of the seas, recognized the gravity of the situation. With a sense of purpose, the benevolent shark embraced her role, guided by an instinctual compassion that resonated deep within her. The current surged, enveloping the young mermaid in a protective embrace, whisking her away from the imminent peril that threatened to consume her world. But the wicked sea witch, driven by an insatiable malice, refused to relent. With a savage determination, she lunged forward, her malevolent presence staining the waters around her. Her dark tendrils thrashed violently, blurring the vision of those who witnessed her onslaught. Bubbles erupted in a frenzy, obscuring the view, as the witch's assault left an indelible scar upon the infant Neptune. The phantom touch of the octopus-like sucker imprinted itself beneath his right fins, a haunting reminder of the treachery that forever altered their lives. Amidst the wreckage and anguish, Neptune's mother emerged as a beacon of solace and resilience. She cradled the orphaned mermaid, nurturing her with tender devotion, as if filling the void left by the loss of her family. Gratitude blossomed within the young mermaid's heart, a poignant symphony of love and appreciation that resonated within her being. Yet, despite the solace she found within the shark's embrace, a bittersweet longing lingered, aching for the embrace of those she had lost. [end of flashback]

To this day, the mermaid carried the weight of unanswered questions upon her heart, for the reason behind her village's targeted destruction remained shrouded in an enigmatic veil. The whispers of the ocean currents offered no solace, leaving her to grapple with the haunting mystery that had cast its shadow over her past.

Was her village merely a casualty of the sea witch's insatiable hunger for power? Or did the cruelty that descended upon them hide deeper, more intricate secrets? The mermaid yearned to unravel the truth, to unmask the hidden motives that had robbed her of a cherished home and loving community.

But despite her unwavering determination, the mermaid's quest for answers proved to be an elusive pursuit. The ocean's depths guarded its secrets fiercely, refusing to yield the truth she sought. Neptune's mother, her beloved guardian and guide, had long since departed, leaving behind a void that could never be filled. Only Neptune, her loyal companion and dear friend, remained by her side, their bond forged through shared experiences and a sense of kinship.

So absolutely not.

Her resolve to reclaim her lost necklace remained unyielding.

It was more than just a piece of jewelry; it held the memories, the love, and the very essence of herself. The necklace was a tangible link to her past, a testament to her identity and the life she once knew.

The pirates carried on with their shipboard activities, blissfully unaware of the enchanting presence lurking beneath the waves.

Hongjoong, the captain of the ship, stood at the helm with a weathered tricorn hat perched upon his head. His gaze was fixed on the horizon, his eyes unwavering in their focus. Clutching a tattered map in his rough hands, he skillfully guided the vessel through the treacherous waters, leading his crew towards their desired destination.

Their destination lay on the horizon—the fabled Dawn Island, nestled in the vast expanse of the East Blue ocean. It was a treasured haven for the weary sailors, a place of respite and opportunity. Specifically, they aimed for the bustling port city of Foosha Village, a vibrant hub where they could engage in trade, restock their supplies, and recharge their spirits. The allure of the village's quaint charm and the tantalizing promise of new culinary delights worked like a balm on their frayed nerves. The pirates, weary from their arduous journey, found solace in the thought of savoring delicious meals that awaited them there.

"Mingi! Look! I can load this cannon with one hand!" San exclaimed, his laughter blending with the rhythmic creaks of the ship. He swiftly moved across the deck, loading cannons with ease and engaging in playful banter with his fellow pirates, occasionally disrupting their routines.

Mingi grinned and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Hyung, stop being a showoff! You're so distracting, you're gonna get us in trouble!"

San winked at Mingi, mischief gleaming in his eyes. "Come on, Mingi! Where's your sense of humor? A little banter keeps the spirits high, doesn't it?"

Yunho flashed a playful grin, and sarcastically joined in. "San, you're soooo talented. Captain will be so thrilled when we fall behind schedule because of your antics."

San chuckled, his voice carrying over the ocean breeze. "Ah, Captain Hongjoong can handle a slight delay. Besides, who can resist a bit of fun when the sea is calm and the wind is on our side?"

As their playful exchange continued, Hongjoong couldn't help but join in, his laughter resonating across the deck. He leaned against the helm, observing his crew with a glimmer of amusement in his eyes, appreciating the camaraderie and lightheartedness they displayed.

In the midst of their tasks, Yunho and Mingi, the dependable members of the crew, worked tirelessly. They flexed their muscles as they hauled heavy cargo and repaired worn-out rigging.

Jongho and Seonghwa stood on the quarterdeck, engrossed in a conversation. The youngest of the crew couldn't help but voice his suspicion about the sudden disappearance of his beloved strawberry jam. He glanced over his shoulder at the slumbering figure of Wooyoung, nestled in a hidden corner of the ship.

"Hyung, did you see the empty jars of jam" Jongho asked, his eyebrows almost meeting as he frowned. "I bet it's Wooyoung again, he always does this."

Seonghwa chuckled softly at the youngest's whines, his gaze shifting to where Wooyoung lay, blissfully unaware of the conversation surrounding him. "You know, Jongho, it wouldn't surprise me. That boy eats so much, I wonder how he manages to stay so slender," he remarked, his tone filled with both admiration and slight bewilderment.

Jongho mumbled something about a "metabolism of a sprinting cheetah". He excused himself from the conversation with Seonghwa and made his way towards Wooyoung's peacefully resting form.

With each step, the wooden planks creaked softly beneath his weight, the ship's gentle rocking lulling him further into a state of tranquility.

Jongho knelt down beside him to reach out and lightly pat Wooyoung's shoulder. "Hey, sleeping beauty, wake up," he whispered, his voice carrying a hint of mischief. "I heard you might have a clue about the missing strawberry jam. Mind sharing your secret stash?"

Wooyoung stirred slightly, his eyelids fluttering open, a sleepy and confused glint in his eyes as he focused his gaze on Jongho. "Huh? Strawberry jam? Can I have some?" he mumbled, his voice filled with drowsiness.

Jongho let out an exasperated sigh, rolling his eyes playfully. "You still have the guts to ask me about second servings? I should throw you overboard," he teased, standing up and reaching for a bucket of ice-cold water.

Wooyoung's eyes widened in alarm, his drowsiness instantly fading. "Wait, wait, Jongho! Don't you dare!" he pleaded, his voice laced with panic.

A mischievous glint danced in the boy's eyes. With a playful smirk, he splashed the freezing water onto Wooyoung.

A high-pitched scream erupted from Wooyoung's lips, echoing across the vast expanse of the ocean. "What the heck, you jerk! What was that for?!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and irritation.

Jongho couldn't contain his laughter, his shoulders shaking with mirth. "Relax, Wooyoung! You had some jam on the corner of your lips. I just wanted to help you clean up," he explained, his grin widening mischievously.

Wooyoung stood up, inching closer to Jongho.

Sensing the impending retaliation, Jongho swiftly ducked down, evading Wooyoung's attempt to land a punch. He chuckled, his voice tinged with amusement. "You'll have to be quicker than that, hyung," he taunted, relishing in the lighthearted banter between them.

The mix of laughter and screams they let out resonated through the ship, mingling with the gentle rocking of the waves.

Yeosang sighed at the noise.

With his keen eye for detail, he meticulously adjusted the sails, his focus unwavering. He moved with grace and precision, fine-tuning every aspect to harness the power of the wind. His nimble fingers danced across the rigging, ensuring each knot was secure and the sails caught the breeze just right.

Although the pirates noticed Yeosang's uncharacteristic behavior from the night before, they chose not to pry or question him. They knew that if Yeosang was acting differently, there must be a good reason behind it.

San, however, couldn't help but pout as he had glanced at him coming out of his room. He still held a hint of bitterness over the fact that Yeosang had taken the necklace he had found. It was a fleeting feeling, quickly replaced by the bond they shared as brothers, but San couldn't resist a playful jab.

"Hey, Yeosang, still hanging on to my treasure, huh?" San teased, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You better make it up to me."

Yeosang chuckled softly, his gaze meeting San's. "Don't worry, San. I'll make it up to you soon enough. Just you wait."

Yeosang's unwavering faith in the little mermaid resonated deep within his bones. He had an unshakable belief that their paths would cross again, and when they did, he vowed to embrace her in his arms, ensuring she would never be left out or forgotten.

With each passing day on their journey, Yeosang found solace in the thought of their reunion, drawing strength from the belief that destiny would bring them together once more.

Yeosang knew that when the time came, he would introduce the mermaid to his crew, sharing the admiration he held for her. He imagined their awe-struck faces and the warmth that would envelop their hearts in her supernatural presence. I mean, she was a mermaid! That's crazy!

In the quiet moments aboard the ship, when the moon cast a soft glow upon the ocean's surface, Yeosang would gaze out into the vast expanse, his heart brimming with hope and anticipation.

With each passing wave and each whisper of the wind, Yeosang's conviction grew stronger. He was prepared to be patient, knowing that their reunion would be worth the wait.

In the embrace of the moonlit night, the pirates scattered to find solace in their own designated havens, seeking respite from the day's adventures. The deck grew quieter, enveloped in a serene ambiance, save for the presence of Mingi, the steadfast navigator, and Wooyoung, the night-owl cook and surgeon.

Mingi leaned against the ship's railing, his eyes fixed on the starry sky, lost in deep contemplation. The gentle breeze rustled his hair, carrying with it a sense of tranquility. He took a deep breath, allowing the night air to fill his lungs, grounding him in the present moment.

Wooyoung, with his culinary skills and healing touch, prepared a small feast for himself and Mingi. The aroma of freshly cooked meals wafted through the air, mingling with the salty scent of the ocean. Wooyoung's nimble fingers danced across the ingredients, infusing each dish with a touch of magic.

As they sat on the deck, sharing a meal under the moon's watchful gaze, a comfortable silence enveloped them. The soft murmur of the waves provided a soothing backdrop, lulling them into a state of calm. They relished the flavors and savored the nourishment that the food brought, a temporary respite from their demanding lives as pirates.

But then, a delicate whisper echoed from beneath the boat, carried by the gentle currents. Mingi and Wooyoung froze, their senses on high alert. Their hearts quickened, and a creeping unease settled in the pit of their stomachs.

The voice grew louder, a melodic siren song that wove its way through the night air. Mingi's hand instinctively reached for his flintlock pistol, while Wooyoung swiftly finished his drink and swallowed the dried meat in his mouth. They exchanged a knowing glance, a silent understanding passing between them.

Wooyoung stood up, grabbing the nearby coiled cord and tossing one end to Mingi. With deft movements, they secured themselves to the ship, attaching the cord to their waists, a lifeline in the face of the unknown. They knew the dangers that lurked beneath the ocean's surface, and they were prepared to face them head-on.

As the haunting melody persisted, fear gripped their hearts. They were well aware of the legends surrounding mermaids, of their captivating voices that lured sailors to their doom. The cords provided a sense of security, but the trepidation remained, gnawing at their resolve.

Minutes stretched into an eternity, the enchanting song continuing to echo through the night. Mingi glanced at Wooyoung, uncertainty etching lines of concern on his face. He hesitated for a moment before mustering the courage to speak.

"Do you... do you still feel like yourself?" Mingi's voice was barely a whisper, his words laden with both fear and curiosity.

Wooyoung met his gaze, uncertainty flickering in his brown eyes. "Yeah," he replied softly, his own doubts lingering. The ethereal voice had a soothing quality, unexpectedly unraveling the knots of tension in their bodies. It was not the deadly allure they had anticipated.

Confusion swirled within them, mingling with the fear. The melody had an unexpected effect, a bittersweet enchantment that called into question their preconceived notions. They remained tethered to the ship, their grip on reality and their identities tested by the alluring song.

As the haunting melody continued to resonate, Mingi and Wooyoung found themselves in an unexpected state of vulnerability. They were caught between the unknown depths below and the allure of the melodic voice above, unsure of what lay ahead.

"Fuck, why is it not working!" the mermaid suddenly whined, cutting through the sweet melody.

Wooyoung and Mingi exchanged puzzled glances, taken aback by the unexpected interruption. They listened intently as the mermaid's voice grew louder, her frustration evident. It seemed she was conversing with someone, or something, else.

A mix of confusion and amusement washed over the pirates, their initial fear fading into disbelief. The tension that had gripped their hearts moments ago dissipated, replaced by a growing sense of incredulity. They had never anticipated such a comical turn of events in the middle of the ocean.

With newfound lightness in their spirits, the pirates sat back and listened, relishing the absurdity of the situation. The mermaid's continued complaints carried on, becoming a source of entertainment amidst the vastness of the sea.

"Neptune, stop asking me to try harder, I'm literally trying my hardest," her frustrated plea echoed through the night air, her voice filled with desperation. Water splashed around her as the shark bumped into her side, a silent witness to the unfolding drama. Neptune, the instigator of this scheme, had pushed her to use her voice to manipulate the pirates into returning her necklace. But what he failed to comprehend was the truth behind her soothing voice— the tragedy of her village's demise, which had occurred when she was but a young baby, had shaped her vocal cords into an instrument of solace rather than manipulation, not allowing her to unlock that trick as she was never thought how.

The following night, the deck was empty except for Wooyoung, who sat cross-legged on the figurehead of the boat. A bowl of rice and pickled radish rested between his thighs. Earlier that morning, he had informed the rest of the crew about their encounter with the mermaid.

Each crew member listened intently, their faces reflecting a mix of curiosity and skepticism. Hongjoong, representing the team, voiced his doubts, suggesting that it might have been a mere trick of the wind. However, Mingi and Wooyoung stood firm, their conviction unshaken.

Amidst the reactions, one crew member remained unfazed— Yeosang. Wooyoung, with his keen eyes, immediately noticed the unexpected blank expression on his face. If Wooyoung didn't know him so well, he might have mistaken it for Yeosang's usual calm demeanor. However, their long history together, having joined Hongjoong's crew simultaneously, told Wooyoung that something was amiss. He knew that Yeosang's passive expression concealed something deeper.

He had made a mental note to speak with Yeosang about it later.

Perched atop the colossal mermaid sculpture at the ship's bow, Wooyoung sat with anticipation, his legs swinging freely above the vast expanse of the ocean. The empty plate, which once held his meal, had been pushed aside, forgotten. Now, his focus was solely on one thing.

He was waiting.

He was waiting for her.

Wooyoung's insatiable curiosity always drove him towards the unknown. His adventurous spirit had led him to convince his best friend to join a pirate crew on a whim, simply because it intrigued him. He thrived on the rush of adrenaline that came with exploring uncharted territories, making the discovery of a mermaid all the more enticing. The mermaid captivated him like nothing else before.

His longing to see her, to hear her voice, was undeniable, even if he hesitated to admit it. The enchanting melody she sang had a profound effect on him, leaving him feeling weirdly relaxed, both physically and mentally. It was as if her voice possessed the power of a potent sedative, lulling him into a state of tranquility. For someone plagued by insomnia, this was a blessing.

Despite his usual struggles with sleeplessness, Wooyoung had succumbed to slumber within minutes of her departure. The experience was surreal, awakening at dawn instead of his usual sleepless nights. It was a peculiar sensation, but one that he yearned to experience again, to immerse himself in the tranquility her voice had bestowed upon him.

From the sculpture at the ship's bow, Woo called out into the vast expanse of the ocean, his voice carrying in a hopeful whistle, "Are you here, little mermaid?"

Silence greeted him.

He sighed softly, disappointment tingeing his words as he murmured, "Well, what a shame, really liked your voice."

As Wooyoung reached for his plate and cup, preparing to make his way back to the kitchen, a gentle, familiar melody floated through the air. The sound caught his attention, freezing him in place. A smile curled on his lips as he chuckled softly, leaning against a nearby pole. He closed his eyes, basking in the blissful moment, allowing the enchanting melody to wash over him, "Well hello there.."

Unbeknownst to Wooyoung, his captain had quietly approached from behind, and as the younger brother glanced over his shoulder, he exchanged a knowing look with him. Wooyoung mouthed the words "Told you so" before closing his eyes once more, fully surrendering to the allure of the melody.

The captain, who had purposely remained awake that night, wanting to uncover the truth behind the "mermaid's" voice, had been engrossed in his own activities in his cabin. Surrounded by maps and deep in calculations, he was determined to approach the situation with a rational mindset.

However, the silence was broken by the arrival of her voice, causing an involuntary shiver to run down his spine. The captain's features softened as he listened to the mesmerizing sound, unable to deny the sheer beauty that emanated from it.

Feeling a peculiar sensation coursing through his body, the captain had removed his glasses and had rubbed his eyes, attempting to shake off the sleepiness that had unexpectedly enveloped him. Perplexed by his own reaction, he couldn't comprehend why he felt so inexplicably... good. Driven by curiosity and a growing sense of enchantment, he'd left the confines of his cabin and ascended the stairs, emerging onto the deck beneath the open sky.

As the gentle breeze caressed his hair, playing with the strands that fell across his forehead, the captivating voice grew stronger, reverberating in his ears. Drawn toward the source of the melody, the captain approached Wooyoung, his footsteps guided by an invisible force that compelled him closer.

Seated at Wooyoung's feet, the captain succumbed to a strange sensation of weakness in his legs, as if they could no longer support his weight. He gazed up at his crewmate, his eyes reflecting a mixture of awe and longing. Never before had he encountered a voice so sweet and captivating, and he yearned to catch a glimpse of the face behind that enchanting melody. However, the darkness of the night shrouded the ocean, rendering it as black as coal, obscuring any chance of visual contact.

"Just who is she," as the captain mumbled his question, his voice filled with intrigue and wonder, Wooyoung sensed the longing in his words. Sympathetic to his captain's curiosity, he chose to join him on the floor, nestling his head on the captain's shoulder. The two men found solace in each other's company, the sensation reminiscent of the times they would indulge themselves in the hazy pleasure of stupefied cigars. In that moment, with the melodic voice still resonating in their ears, they allowed themselves to bask in the soothing atmosphere, finding comfort and a rare sense of tranquility in each other's presence and the strong winds.

As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, the mermaid's nightly serenades became an integral part of the pirate crew's routine. At first, each encounter with her ethereal voice had left the pirates astounded, experiencing a range of surprising sensations. Seonghwa even cried the first time he heard her. But as time went on, they grew accustomed to her presence, eagerly anticipating her arrival as the sun would begin its descent. They would gather on the deck, where they had laid out blankets in preparation, creating a cozy space to listen to her enchanting melodies.

The mermaid's songs had woven their way into the hearts of the crew, becoming a source of comfort and solace. Imagining a night without her voice felt strangely empty, leaving a void that only her captivating melodies could fill. The pirates had come to rely on her music, finding respite and a sense of peace within its soothing embrace. A bond was created.

In the waters underneath the pirate boat, the shark curiously turned his belly up to the surface and glanced at the mermaid beside him. "I still don't understand why you do that every night," he inquired, his voice gentle and inquisitive.

The mermaid, captivated by a seashell she had torn off the boat, averted her gaze and sighed softly. "I don't know either," she confessed, her eyes fixated on the small, imperfect shell that shimmered with a mesmerizing light. "Maybe one night, I'll manage to make them jump from the boat."

Neptune let out a disapproving "you don't even believe that yourself" and shifted back to his normal position, casting a side-eyed glance at the blushing mermaid. Surprised by her sudden change in demeanor, he gasped dramatically. "Why are you blushing, oh my God?" he teased, eager to uncover the reason behind her embarrassment.

With her face heating up, the mermaid swiftly turned around, her long locks serving as a shield to hide her flushed cheeks. In a slightly muffled voice, she pleaded, "Leave me alone! He said he liked my voice, okay?" She couldn't help but feel a mix of delight and self-consciousness at the memory of the tan boy's comment months ago. The urge to share her voice with him and the crew had since consumed her thoughts, leaving her perplexed about the strange pleasure it brought her. Sometimes, lost in her reverie, she would accidentally bump into the boat, jolting her back to reality and causing her to hurt her head.

She yearned to hear more of their praises, to catch glimpses of their conversations about her when she sang. The soft words exchanged among the crew sent a thrill through her, tightening her stomach with anticipation. It was an indescribable sensation, the feeling of being acknowledged and appreciated by someone other than Neptune.

She couldn't deny the rush of satisfaction that coursed through her when she caught fragments of their conversations. It was validation, a confirmation that her voice held power over their hearts.

The mermaid's confusion and lingering infatuation puzzled her, and she couldn't quite comprehend the emotions swirling within her. The mere thought of the tan boy's appreciation for her voice filled her with a mixture of exhilaration and insecurity.

This story is absolutely AMAZING!!!

Woke up at 5:30 am to squeeze in an hour of writing before my 9am work. Just Mondays though, since I can go to bed early on Sunday evening lol