Hi, happy new years! Could I request a romantic oneshot where Nam-gyu is a selkie and Reader is a marine biologist who finds out his secret?
(1) OUT OF PLACE I Namgyu x (POC) Fem
Song of immersion 𝄞 Fall in Love by, Phantogram
✒ Morbid realization, explicit scenes but not sex entirely, layered obsession, story is based in France so all characters speak French but there will be some dialogue with actual French in it (translations included).
Happy new darling! I love mythology and supernatural things so I'm thrilled to write this story for you! Thank you for sending in your request ᰔᩚ
The Coast of Brittany lies somewhere on the peninsula of France, a famous gathering spot for grey seals.
Being accepted into a research project, you flew overseas with most of what was dear to you and journaled all your thoughts on paper. Sleep was out of the question but the moment your shoes touched French ground, you were speechless.
You fixed your glasses as the breeze blew your kinks all ways. Looking over the swarm of culturally different people felt refreshing.
You managed to catch a taxi at the front of the airport and slid into the backseat with your suitcase.
"Où ça?" Where to? the driver asked.
You told him the address and sat back to let the scenery zip past you.
Forty minutes flew by and then some, the taxi pulled into the driveway of a decently sized beach house with green plants decorating the porch. Wind chimes hung from the roof with a glistening sound to give.
You blinked from a short trance, feeling the same way you did at the airport. "Désolé." Sorry.
After paying the driver you got out of the car with your suitcase and walked up the porch steps. The consultant that invited you, Mr. Allard, said the house key would be in a plant pot.
You unlocked the front door with a pounding heart and stepped inside. The interior design was just as you imagined, chic and bohemian.
"Bzz." you looked down at your phone and saw a text from Allard asking if you arrived.
He decided to arrange a brief dinner to further introduce himself and the other marine biologist you'd be working with. The place happened to be some cliche fancy restaurant, not really your scene but work is work.
"It's nice to meet you face to face, sir." Allard smiled and shook your hand over the table. You went on to engage with him in French to be respectful.
"Pleasure to meet you as well Doctor, your French is very good. Natural."
"I appreciate that, my dad taught me." Allard nodded.
"How many languages do you speak?"
"About five right now. French, English, Swahili, Thai, German." You sipped a bit of your drink.
"Interesting." You both smile.
But that marine biologist still hadn't arrived. The consultant checked his phone at one point and glanced up at with an apologetic look.
"Mr. Legrand should be here in three minutes no less. A small inconvenience came up." You nod with patience and talk with him some more until you feel the need to excuse yourself.
"Sorry, I have to use the ladies room." Allard was understanding and you stood up to locate the rooms and handled your business.
The detail of the marble sinks proved entrancing as you rubbed soap in your hands.
But, someone coming up from behind caught your peripheral. At first you didn't care to look, but you felt like you needed to. When you glanced in mirror, your movements slowed. There was an Asian woman with slicked hair like the 1920's, retouching her smoky eye makeup with the most modest black dress.
It reached her toes and profoundly, you found her sexy.
When she caught you staring her movements slowed, a patient look melded over her face.
You faintly smiled and went to rinse your hands.
"Désolé, madame." Sorry, ma'am.
"Tout va bien." You're fine.
Her voice was rich and deep, striking something in you as hurried to dry your hands off.
Back at the table, Mr. Allard was accompanied by a new face.
"Welcome back doctor, this is Mr. Legrand." the young marine biologists profusely apologized for his tardiness before shaking your hand. Nonetheless, the meeting went smoothly.
You spent the next day attending lab tours and meeting the rest of the research team. Allard and his assistant took you to the darkroom near the end.
"As you now know, we have discovered new seal species."
You navigate between the black and red walls to reach Mr. Allard. He stands by a sequence of three photos.
"The seal we've caught on photo, looks like a mix of grey and leopard seal does it not?" you look closer at the capturing's and find an uncanny resemblance in the eyes and nose. It looks to be taken on a beach, and amongst five other grey seals.. it spots the camera first.
"How is that possible, they live in totally different hemispheres?" You ask.
"That is still unknown." Legrand examines the second picture beside you.
"So cool.." he whispers, but you have another question.
"And you're sure?" Allard points at you. "Yes, we got a sample of it's blood. It was injured that day. Lab reports came back positive after we compared it to the two seal blood samples."
You sighed and looked at the second photo.
"That is... pretty cool."
After discussing the photos further, Mr. Allard wrapped up the day and just when you were packing up your things Legrand invited you for dinner.
You second guessed it until he doused his request in a tone that had you believe he had no other other intentions. Besides, there was something about him that you had a hunch about it. Gay perhaps?
Legrand offered to drive you both there since you had no car and when you arrived at the restaurant, you found it was more within your scene with it's downtown design.
Your eyes didn't even look at the title sign above but not much convincing was needed when Legrand pulled the door open and let the smell of greasy French cuisine hit you in the face.
He let you go in before him but the sight you saw within took you aback.
".. this is.." Legrand came to your side and quickly noticed what you were referring to.
"O-oh, I thought you saw the sign! If you feel uncomfortable we can-"
You smirked at the queer performers on stage, finding their makeup to be nothing but dazzling. You were right about him.
"It's fine." Legrand's face softens from worry.
"Are you sure? I mean I took you here because this restaurant has really great food, unlike like that restaurant we met at.." You chuckle and he visibly eases.
"Well, I certainly hope they do"
He grabs a table for you both to sit at and the waiter tends to other customers while you find what you want to order. As your eyes skim the details and tasty drinks, you feel another set of eyes on you.
"I can feel you staring?" Legrand drops his menu.
"I just want to make sure you're actually okay with this?" you sigh and look at him, "Legrand.."
His ears perk up, "I'm bi." his mouth drops until it bends into a smile.
"I had a feeling.." you both share a laugh and you go back to your menu with your attention divided.
"So.. how long have you and your husband been married?" Legrand smiles with nostalgia.
"Four years now, I love him so much it's not even funny." you offer a warm expression. "What about you?"
"Single and open to have fun." you smirk and look over the menu again.
"Ooo what's your type?" A hum escapes as you think about.
"Pretty eyes. That's the first thing I focus on. Good fashion sense. Nice signature scent. Brilliant mind, considerate, not afraid to talk about difficult things or be.. vulnerable?"
"And.. are you single by choice or.." You blink.
"Single by choice, work is demanding." Legrand nods and your conversation dies down when the servers comes over.
Despite that, Legrand proves to be great company even though he's bit chatty and curious.
You're more of a listener and like to observe your surroundings. Lyrics sung through lips of glitter place you in warm daze that makes you connect with whatever's being said.
You turn your head, and by some action of deities sowing this moment into your life, you see a familiar face. It's the same woman you met in that restaurant bathroom. Except, she looks a tad different.
Her hairs fluffier now and free from gel, her body fitted in a suit that makes her look like she's ripped straight out of a magazine.
She looks to be on a date, with another woman.
You assume this because the other woman looks as entranced as you did that day. Your shoulders relax as you help yourself look away from the scene.
"Looks like the siren pulled you in his song too." You look up at Legrand and lean forward.
"Yeah, Namgyu's a man." you tested the name, swishing it around like dark wine in your head.
"Like.. trans or?" Legrand shakes his head.
"Nope, he just has a really androgynous face. You can better decipher it through what he wears." You look back at namgyu and take in his details better than the first time.
You really couldn't tell. The smoothness in his skin, his sharp eyes, the way he comes his hair behind his ear.
"Be careful though.." you tilt your head and look at Legrand.
"Oh boy, does he have a bad boy profile.."
"well, I wouldn't say he's a bad boy? He's pretty mysterious actually, and kind of famous." You frown again, "how so?"
"Well, he's an upcoming model and that woman over there, that's his agent."
You set an elbow on the table and place your neck in the palm of your hand.
"Well, my interest is definitely peaked. Tell me.. more? So I can be careful of course." Legrand shakes his head with a knowing smile.
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