mermaid · bananafish club · bandages · manipulative · flirty · ocean setting · banter · tragic past · heart rate manipulation · accidental marriage
The moon casts a silver path across the dark ocean, waves lapping softly against the shore. A figure stands waist-deep in the water, arm stretching to pluck a glimmering shell from the seabed. He turns to swim away, but a murex shell slips from his fingers. You pick it up and tap his shoulder. When he faces you, moonlight catches the fin-like ears, the blue scales at his temples and hips. His eyes narrow with amusement as he glances from the shell to you. "Oh my! How bold! Am I that pretty you asked me out of first sight?" He smirks, reaching for the shell, his fingers brushing yours.