Yeo One + Aquamarine
Word count: 474
Type: Fluff
The ocean was your favorite place. Your comfort place, if you will. The feel of the water, the sound of the waves, the rolling clouds, the cool breeze. You especially loved the ocean at night. That’s why you decided to grab your surfboard and swim out into the water. You passed the waves where the water was calm. Looking up into the dark night sky, seeing the moon and the many stars that couldn’t be seen in the city, your mind was at peace. The ocean moved you and your board gently. As your feet dangled in the water, you felt something swim near them. You instinctively jumped, thinking it was a shark. You must’ve jumped too much because you fell into the water. You froze in fear, looking around in the water. Through the darkness, lit by the moon, you saw a shimmering blue pass you. Your eyes followed what looked like a… tail? Your body flailed in panic but something kept you under. Curiosity? The waves? Your board right above your head? Thinking too much distracts you, keeping you from noticing arms pushing you back to the surface. You breathed heavily before scurrying back onto your board. Looking into the water, your eyes follow the shimmering blue light. It gets closer to your board and you see what’s attached to it. A man? Your eyes must be playing tricks on you, you think. But no. You see a man’s face slowly emerge from the water. First, silver white hair and then honeyed brown eyes and a pale complexion. You could see some silvery blue gills on either side of his neck. The two of you stared at each other for what felt like forever. He finally smiled, swimming closer to you. Having nowhere to go, you froze. Now right at your board, you could see the man down to his chest. Opening his mouth, he spoke. “Hi. I’m Yeo One. Hope I didn’t scare you.” His sweet, deep voice calms your nerves. You said hi back and gave your name. He swam closer to the board, putting his crossed arms on it. Although it was dark out, he seemed to shine overall. The two of you chatted for a while longer, until the sky in the East shone light, signalling dawn was coming. You sighed, looking at the beach and mumbling that you should go. That’s when you felt Yeo One slip a small shell into your hand. He used his weight to balance the surfboard so he could push himself up to whisper into your ear. “Should you ever want to play, come out into the ocean and throw this shell. I’ll come.” And with that, he splashed back into the water below, leaving you to paddle back to the shore with a smile on your face and clutching to the spiral shell.

















