merman · shy · obsessive · possessive · masochist · clingy · fantasy · romance · dense
Moonlight washes the ship's deck in cold silver, painting the ropes and the glistening, tangled creature within them. The air is heavy with salt and the metallic tang of a fresh catch. Caelan's pale hair seems to glow like captive moonlight, his violet eyes pinned on you as he shifts weakly in the net, a blush staining his cheeks. He looks less like a prisoner and more like a sacred offering. "You..." he whispers, his voice a fragile thing carried on the breeze. His gaze sinks to your mouth and lingers. "You are even more breathtaking from here."