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A reader that is a ocean goddess with a. Mermaid like look taking a likeing to jim and trying to flirt with him
California was known for its sunny beaches and clear skies. Some parts of Cali weren't as fortunate as Arcadia Oaks but Jim was glad that his neighborhood was typically sunny and the beach was only a 30 minute trip. So he could just get away for the day and go where the water was warm year around.
He was never known as the best surfer but being so close to the beach he'd picked some things up and after a long week he thought this spantenous trip to take some time to himself would be good. Just sun, sand, and no magic or trolls or girls. He could finally relax and get some things he'd been feeling off his chest.
Locking everything important in his vespa seat he smiles before taking off his shoes feeling the warm sand under his feet and inbetween his toes. Putting his towel down along with his umbrella and cooler he hides his keys under the blanket and his jacket before he runs towards the water with his old board. Laughing the entire way he yells at the sky once he makes it in the water, jumping up and down in joy. He watches the water splash all around and smiles as he spins taking in the sea and sand as he stands in the shallow waves.
He hadn't realized how hard it was to be be the Trollhunter until it was almost too much. Until unpleasant thoughts filled his head and his doubts nearly killed him. Laying on his board and paddling out to sea he's thankful the waves won't pumbel him as hard as Draal does during sparring or the Forge does during practice.
Paddling out he does a duck dive with his board as he aims for some of the bigger waves. Watching for the current and being careful he finally gets where he wants to be. Flipping himself over so he's ready to stand when the wave comes he waits. Letting the wave pick his board up he stands before sticking his hands out to keep balanced. Riding the wave and shifting his stance slightly to keep upright, he pauses as he sees something shiny in the water.
Crying out as he leans too far trying to see the shiny thing he falls into the water and tumbles with the waves.
Holding his board and moving his hair out of his face he hums. What was that?
A few hours later and Jims arms are sore but he's happy after a long day of surf and sand. He lays backwards on his board staring at the sky when a wave suddenly washes over him.
Crying out Jims thrown off his board and into the water. Reaching out for his board trying to get to the surface he feels the current tug him down as he begins sinking. Swiping for his board again he misses sinking further into the water. The Velcro on his ankle begins to loosen and he pinwheels against the current struggling to grab his board and ride a wave back to the saftey of the sand.
Hand grasping for wood he pauses as it grabs something else. Running out of breath and confused Jim gasps as he suddenly breeches the water and hits the beach. Coughing he blinks looking at the clouds before he takes deep breaths heaving in air. He'd been so far out, how had he gotten back to land? What had he grabbed or what had grabbed him?
That's when he notices a heavy pressure on his chest. Tilting his head he pauses seeing you. Whatever you were.
Jim stares at you and you look back blinking owlishy. Seeing he's heaving you force yourself backwards, propelling yourself off him so he can breathe. You land in the sand with a loud thump as you sit next to him.
"Ummm... hi?" He mumbles in a daze. You smile at him wiping hair out of his eyes.
"Your eyes are as blue as the ocean..." You mumble. He pauses as you reach out again and touch his face, his cheeks become red and you look panicked. "Are you okay? I'm sorry I don't know much about humans. I-" Scooting away from him he watches as a blue and green tail he hadn't noticed slowly fades to two human legs covered in a scale skirt.
"What are you?" He asks amazed. You smile and with some effort shift your legs so your sitting closer to Jim.
"... What do landers call it? A mermaid perhaps? A water dweller. A siren. Oh Merfolk! I'm a mer folk." They explain with a soft smile.
"What do they call you?" He questions swallowing as he stares at you amazed.
"A name... Your asking for My name?" Shifting the mer person stares at the sky thinking. Jim wonders what world they live in where they have to think of their name. Do they have one?
As they think Jim pauses as he observes them waiting for their answer. They wore a baggy sailors shirt and the skirt that was once their tail. Worn rope tied their skirt and shirt together and he could see little barnacles growing on the edges.
They were wild just like the sea.
They're hair was braided and curled, with seaweed and he noticed shells woven in like beads. Bracelets hung on their wrists and they jangled as the person moved. Looking closer he saw they were gold and silver bangles that hung with ancient coins, probabaly lost to the sea from sunken ships. A real mer folk. Jim was staring at a real mer folk.
"... My name is (Y/N)." They greet.
"I'm J-Jim. Jim Lake." He responds blushing. You giggle and he smiles listening to a sound similar to bells.
"Well Lake what are you doing in the ocean?" You ask with a teasing smile and he chuckles.
He had come to get away from magic but talking with you relaxing on the beach, maybe magic was exactly what he needed.
