Undine was a pitiful creature of the sea, cursed to die when his first love doesn't reciprocate his feelings, making him despise any form of warmth or affection.

He was saved by you, a human magically blessed by the sea from the greedy fisherman who wanted to sell him for a profit...although that didn't prevent him from hating everything about you.

Growing fond of you was not an option, nor would it ever be. He'd risk losing his life if he allowed himself to feel even a smidgen of warmth, which would surely addict him to your touch, your very being.

He scowled as you bandaged the deep knife wounds on his body. He hated it. Hated you. Hated the feel of your soft fingers, hated your musical voice, hated the way you didn't see him as a monster.

He hated the way he could never allow himself to fall in love.