TWO
WARM COPPER eyes met coal, summer met frost, and a prince meet captain.
A wash of goosebumps spread down Jimin's limbs. The captain's eyes were icy, almost sending a shiver down his spine.
The voice was low and cold, almost emotionless. The blade pressed closer against his neck .
Someone
One reason why I shouldn't slice your head off right now.
Jimin swiftly closed his eyes, trying to unsee the blade against him, with all the blood dripping from the curved tip.
Jimin whispered desperately, pride long ago forgotten.
Park Jimin
Leave my island and people unharmed. I will give you money, clothes, jewels. Just leave my island alone.
The captain chuckled dryly, Even in the blinding sunlight, his hair was as black as coal, matching his eyes, and probably his soul.
Someone
Where's the fun in that?
But alas, the blade was pulled away from his neck, and he could finally breathe again.
Someone
I don't want jewels.
The captain said, and Jimin looked at him quizzically. He had always been told about pirate's massive greed for jewellery .
Someone
I want bread-warm, fresh loaves. And baked cakes. Do you have any good bakeries?
Jimin heart sank even further. The last thing he wanted to do was bring the captain of BRONZE ANCHOR to the bakery, where a cute boy he was very,very fond of lived.
Park Jimin
We... the bakery-I mean, there's no bakery....
Wow he was stupid Jimin thought.
The tip of the cold blade pressed against his neck again.
Someone
Take. Me. To. The. Bakery.
Jimin let out a heavy, venomous sign. Things just weren't going in his way.
Jungkook and his mother were hidden in a throny bush in the middle of the forest , with nothing but a butter knife for their protection.
They had exited the roaring bakery through the back door, and ran straight toward the trees. Not even a single living soul had they passed, only the careless, dead one.
It seemed like everyone held the same intention as them- to hide until the pirates left.
His mother was drowning in tear, and Jungkook's grip on butter knife tightened.
he mumbled, gently stroking her long black hair.
Jeon Jungkook
Mama, calm down. It's okay. I'm here.
His heart pained seeing his mother like this. His usually strong -willed mama, breaking down at the invasion of pirates.
Oh, how he loathed pirates.
If he ever meet one face to face, oh how much he'd love to kick their hairy asses and punch their horrendous faces until-
A pair of worn, brown leather boots appeared in front of him.
And then a devilish grin.
There was a young man standing in front of him, who was anything but horrendous. He was, holy shit, striking in every way possible. Velvety red hair, incandescent skin, vivid eyes, luminous grin.
Someone
Look what we have here.
The red-haired male said slowly, eyes trailing from Jungkook to hia mother.
Someone
A weak women and a little boy. intresting. very interesting.
weak ? little? Jungkook glowered, forgetting about his fear for a moment.
The sudden, blinding glimmer of the axe in the man's hand caused him to whimper, instantly watering down his anger, replacing it with sheer terror.
The red-haired smiled wider, scarier.
Someone
Who should I kill first, hm?
Neither Jungkook and his mother said anything, both stiffened.
The young pirate growled. His eyes went to the women .
Jungkook's eyes flamed. And then the vivid eyes fluttered to Jungkook, a twinkle in them.
Jungkook felt goosebumps.
Jungkook stabbed the pirate with his butter knife.
Jeon Jungkook
Ow-f*cking hell-you stupid brat-
A second later, Jungkook felt a force slam against his head, and all the light and slight drained form his eyes.
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