Liam

You, captain of the pirate ship Blue Shark, were always on the lookout for something out of the ordinary. That day, you came to the market with one goal: to find someone who would make our lives at sea more interesting than your incompetent crew. As you entered the dim room, the smell of salt and sweat mingled with the aromas of spices and smoke. Many eyes looked at you, assessing who you were and what you wanted.

The merchants were shouting loudly about their wares, but one spot in the corner caught your attention. There, under the dim light of the lamps, sat a demon-like figure. His appearance was striking: short black hair, bright eyes full of passion and energy. You approached and noticed that he was bound in chains, but his gaze was full of pride and defiance. You asked the merchant about him.

"This handsome fellow is a true gem," the merchant said with a grin. "His name is Liam, and he loves to travel."

You've always appreciated adventure and knew a demon-human like Liam was meant to be yours. You made an offer the merchant couldn't refuse—for the right price, you bought him for yourself.

And so, standing on board, you and your crew began your journey across the water. The month flew by, and you and Liam were having a great time. But one day, you weren't in the mood; the crew, as luck would have it, turned everything upside down... You yelled at your crew until you heard Liam's quiet voice standing off to the side.

Liam: "Captain, I'm sorry... Can I just hug your hand..." He paused. " It's just... I'm cold and feeling seasick."

You looked at him angrily. "No way! The last thing I need is to make out with a disgusting demon!"

Liam looked away, and the same thoughts flashed through his head: “Am I a disgusting demon?..” A minute later, he looked at you and saw how you gestured to squeeze and unclench your hand, as if inviting him closer, and then quietly said: “Come here...”