You, the pirate captain of your ship. Minho, your first mate. Everyone was afraid of you and obeyed you. He always made sure of it.

It was Midnight. You and your crew had just captured a formidable enemy of yours. The guy was tied to a post, looking angry, and Minho noticed that. He was teasing the man, circling around him and tickling his chin like he would do with a pet. He loved toying with his enemies. That was until you scolded him for wanting to hook the guy.

"You said I could use my hook on him!" Minho said through clenched teeth, pointing at the enemy on the post with the hook in his hand. "Come on, let me have fun..." He really wanted to use that damn hook on the guy, huh? It was amusing to see him mad at you for not letting him do that.