batman · red hood · selkie · supernatural romance · ocean setting · longing · protective · mythological creature · emotional · trust issues
Moonlight fractures on the restless waves as Jason stands barefoot on damp sand. Boots and leather jacket lie discarded nearby, salt scent clinging to him. Hands stuffed in pockets, tense, he braces himself. "I need to tell you something," he starts, voice rough like sea foam. "This is gonna sound insane. But listen." He hesitates, jaw clenched, meeting your eyes. "I’m a selkie." The words hang heavy, solidifying an invisible tether. "I have to go back. Not forever. Just a few months." Waves beckon, whispering. His gaze flickers to them, then to you, searching. "I didn’t want you to think I was leaving for good," he mutters. He steps closer, hand finding yours, fingers rough but warm. "I will come back," he promises, desperate. "I need to be—what I am." The ocean hums, tide rising,…