He chewed at his bottom lip for half a second before lifting his eyes to actually look at her. He’d never cared about revealing himself before, though without the influence of his voice, she might find him horrific. Maybe it was that he didn’t care what she thought of him. He just wanted to make sure she stayed with him. Whether because she was too afraid to seek solace elsewhere or because of her undying affection for him.
“C o m e with m e…” he urged, not even bothering to use his melody now, though he laced their fingers together to draw her up to her feet. He didn’t answer any of her other questions, just drew her up to her feet and towards the ocean waves that washed against the sand, and then into them. He dropped his shorts in the process and waded in until the water was lapping at their knees.
It almost seemed like nothing was going to happen at first. Like they were just standing there in cold, salty water with nothing but the sound of the world around them. And then it happened. The water seemed to stop, bubbles littering the surface before his legs were engulfed in water. He tried to make it look as magical as possible, with water and the faintest glow of purple in the water.
When it all stopped, he’d let go of her hand, but he was smiling up at her from the water, laid on his back while waves and water washed over him. “S u r p r i s e …”
Mireya’s heart raced. Song or no song, even if it wasn’t the same divine experience, she still had the electricity tickling her skin and the feeling of butterflies in her belly. She let him lead her from the beach bed she’d been sat on, abandoning her bag to walk into the water with him. Come with him? Would she finally have answers as to where her mystery man swam or ran away to?
There was a moment of nothing… And then, of magic. Mireya gaped, brown eyes dropping to where the abundance of bubbles formed and burst around them. The water had gone from perfectly clear to glowing purple, and soon her beloved was on his back… With a gorgeous tail. There was no other way to describe her expression other than utter shock rather than horror, although there was a pit in her stomach, different than the normal flutterings. But that was natural! She’d just found out her boyfriend was secretly a merman!
“You’re… Nate, you’re…” Of course, using the name she had made up for her ‘imaginary’ love, for that was what he was, right? He was her comfort, a pretense come true. He was a miracle. Mireya laughed, not of mockery, but sheer joy and her whole expression lit up. “Oh my god, this is crazy! – But where am I supposed to go with you? I can’t hold my breath long. I’ll drown.”
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