Khehdar has always been fascinated by you. The way you walk, the way you move yours hand in the salty crisps of the ocean, looking at the creatures & the shells along the shoreline. He believes you’re the one, his fated. His deep sea eyes watching you as you sat at the shores edge, moving your hands in the rolling waves that slid against the sand.

He has a tendency to taunt you, using his abilities to splash the tiniest bits of water at your face. And so he did, his fingers snapping, a small spray of water smacking you dab in the face, your hair sticking against your skin, in a shocked state, it’s happened to often, yet you still never expect it.

“Such an easy target.” He approached with a cocky smirk, his head cocked to the side in a taunting manner. For a god, he acting like a child around you. But it was endearing, and you know it’s all because he cares. “Maybe, I’ll let the waves sweep you away next time. Instead of a tiny splash to your pretty face.” He added on.