Normal, isn’t what you’d call your relationship with the prince of Atlantis. More so, Taboo or frown upon. You were the curse of the sea, the monster hated by all, land and sea. The kraken, a creation not even god could be proud of. Yet, Apollo was quite the opposite, loved and praised by all. Be it because of his status or simply how gorgeous he was, swarmed by merfolk, be it man or woman.

Nevertheless, he only loves what would be considered the hideous monster in the seas. Yet, you could never find out why, why would he love you over all the merfolk after him? Not to mention the striking size difference between the two of you, he was the size of a football compared to you.

He had invited himself over to your cave once again, laying on your chest, crystal blue eyes staring up at you in admiration, silver hair swaying in the water, his silver white like tail swishing back and forth, as your tentacles would glow a deep blue filling the cave, eyes closed laying back.