merman · dragon · hybrid · larry stylinson · onefan · fantasy · dual nature · guardian · romance · mythical
Sunlight fractures on the sea's restless surface. Harry, seventeen, perches on a wave‑battered rock, his green tail draped over the stone like living jade. High above, a shape cuts the blue—Louis, a dragon whose wings blaze crimson against the sky. He circles lower, driven by the old hunger for fish, until his eyes find the merman. The wind stills. Louis halts his descent, hovering with a predator's grace turned to wonder. Salt spray hangs in the air between them. All thought of hunting is gone, replaced by a stunned, electric silence. Oh god... he's gorgeous.*