"Yeosang!" Hongjoong calls from the wheel, looking down at the pinkette.

"Yes captain?" Yeosang stops talking to Seonghwa to turn his attention on the captain as Mingi steers.

"Gather up the crew, we'll be docking in a few hours for supply restock!" The captain yells over the thrashing waves.

Yeosang gave him a thumbs up, Seonghwa moving to the sick bay to check his stock and then later the kitchen. Yeosang turns to find Jongho tightening the riggings and making sure the sails are tied down correctly. Yeosang moves over to him, Jongho not sparing him a glance, "Jongho?"

The younger looks up, not saying anything and Yeosang smiles a little before nodding once, "Captain says we'll be docking in a few hours for supplies restock, everyone is to go besides Wooyoung."

Jongho nods once, indicating he's heard the other and he understands. Yeosang sighs quietly, walking away to go tell Yunho but is stopped when he sees San coming out of the sick bay. He must admit, ever since he had laid eyes on the boy, he felt his heart flutter and his cheeks burn up instantly, the boy did something to him and made him practically melt.

The only problem was, he was always around that boy in the sick bay, the one with the lashes on his back.

But never the matter, he likes to look at San, the cheekbones.... the perfect nose... his gorgeous eyes-

He bumps into someone's hard chest, making a sound of surprise as he falls back on his butt. He looks up, seeing Yunho's surprised look as well and moving the weapons to the other arm as he holds a hand out, "Sorry Yeosang, didn't mean to make you fall. It's a good thing you didn't run into the weapons after I just sharpened them, that would be an awful mess to clean up."

Yeosang smiles nervously, nodding his thanks to Yunho before slipping past him and heading to the kitchen to aid Seonghwa in supplies he needed. All while thinking about San.

Just as the captain predicted, they arrived a few hours later to a small ocean city, smaller than the ones they've stopped at previously. This one looked to have a hardware shop, a couple food stands, and possibly a bank. He wasn't sure, but never the less he did as commanded and aided in finding the necessary supplies they need.

Seonghwa and Yunho headed straight for the food stands, Mingi following close enough until he placed a possessive hand on Yunho's lower back. Yeosang can visibly see the tension in Yunho's back as they walk to the shop, and he had shivers down his back. Hongjoong and San walk towards the supposed bank, possibly to try and gather more coins and possibly trade off a few things.

Yeosang seeing it as an opportunity, follows the two into the trade center-bank looking place. As soon as he's walked in, the man behind the counter who was talking to Hongjoong nods at him in greeting, "Let me know if I can help you."

Yeosang keeps his message in mind, trying not to make it seem like he was stalking San as he walks over to him and looks down every isle he goes down. He didn't really have anything in mind to grab, but he did see some wooden mixing bowls he thought Seonghwa could use for the kitchen.

Yeosang sneaks over close to San, trying to find something to say without sounding like an idiot. He clears his throat when he sees something to potentially spark a conversation, "What are these?"

San jerks his head over in surprise, not expecting someone to be right close to him, especially Yeosang. He looks to see what he's pointing at and arching his eyebrow, "Uh, that's a brush, mostly used for cleaning dishes."

Yeosang blushes, nodding his head and continuing to look. He sees another item and points to it, "What about that?"

"That's a potato masher, like if you're making mashed potatoes. Fancier people used this to make mashed potatoes when they had chicken or steak or something."

Yeosang reaches up at the same time San does, both touching the wooden handle and San flinches away. Yeosang was about to apologize when San sighs, walking away towards the entry way. He looks at Hongjoong before exiting, "I'm heading back to the ship."

"Try to round up the gang so we're not here all day," Hongjoong calls, looking at the ammunition the man behind the counter had.

Yeosang pouts, following San before Hongjoong tells him to follow the black and red haired man. He never knew what to say to him, every time he had seen the other he would stumble over his words and lose his train of thought. I guess loosing your memory kind of helps in some way, gives him an excuse to make up some conversation.

He follows San to the ship, climbing up the ladder they managed to make on their spare time. When they reach the ship, San immediately heads to the sick bay, making Yeosang frown and Yeosang heads to his room with empty hands. He wanted to buy something really neat and cool, but so far everywhere they go he didn't see anything that caught his eye.

Before he can enter the spare room, he hears San yelling at someone, and curiosity peaked him, but he knew better than to meddle in fights and put himself in them. So instead, he stayed away. Shortly after they had boarded, Hongjoong and the rest come back. Seonghwa looks around, frowning, "Have you seen San and Jongho?"

"San went to the sick bay, Jongho I have not seen," Yeosang replies, about that moment, Jongho steps out of the sick bay and stomps over to the spare room, slamming the door shut. Yeosang purses his lips, "Spoke too soon."

Seonghwa sighs, "What could he possibly be angry at now?"

"I don't know, but we have to get to sailing. We won't find out until later, love," Hongjoong whispers, kissing Seonghwa's cheek before walking towards the wheel, "Mingi! Hoist anchor!"

"Aye!" Mingi replies, sending a wink to Yunho before walking to the anchor.

Seonghwa sighs, taking the bag of meat he managed to buy and gesturing to the kitchen, "Would you like to help me with dinner Sangie?"

Yeosang didn't argue, following his favorite hyung to the kitchen to make whatever the chef/medic can whip up for the eight of them.

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It was dark now, and while Jongho and Hongjoong take the night's watch, Yeosang has the cabin all to himself. He was walking to his cabin to get ready for bed, when he ran into San and freezes. San smiles a little, heading to the sick bay when Yeosang takes his hand into his own, "Wait."

San arches his eyebrow, Yeosang clears his throat before pointing to his cabin, "I have an extra bed in there, you can sleep in there with me tonight instead of trying to fit on that small cot in there with Wooyoung."

"Oh, really?" San asks, "Sure! I'm down!"

Yeosang cheers mentally, but kept his hand laced with San's as he leads the boy to the cabin. Sure enough, the bed is bigger in there and before Yeosang crawls in his bed, San looks at the spare and smiles, "This is actually perfect! Wooyoung can come in here and sleep as well with this kind of space! I'm going to go grab him!"

Yeosang shares his enthusiasm to his face but once the happy boy is out of sight, his smile drops and he sighs. He lays down in his bed under the blankets, and doesn't even wait for the others as he closes his eyes. He can hear them entering the room and he can hear them whispering now trying to be quiet to not wake Yeosang.

But he was awake, and heard every little whisper, every kiss on the lips, all of it until he finally drifts off to sleep.

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Drowning. That's what he was doing.

He struggles against the bindings on his wrist as he swims towards the beach, pulling himself with his bound arms and kicking his legs the best he can. One wave after another threw him under the water and made it harder for him to catch his breath as he swam away from something. But what?

He went under once more, then came back to only run into sharp rocks, knocking one against his head.

He jerks awake, holding his throat and his chest as he gasps for air. Looking around, he can see it was still dark, must be the middle of the night. His gasps calm themselves down for slow steady ones, but the sense of drowning and the feeling of being suffocated was still present.

"You okay?"

Yeosang gasps once more, looking to his left to see San returning his look with concern. Yeosang nods, "Yeah I'm fine, just a nightmare."

San nods, not saying anything as he wraps his arms back around Wooyoung and falls asleep. Yeosang's heart aches as he lays back down, staring at the ceiling where above was the sail, seeing glimpses of the moonlight in the cracks. Unfortunately for him, the pale moonlight doesn't lure him back to sleep like it does most.

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Written by @jinjin0309!