“You’re a peculiar little thing. have you always been like..this?” Xiao motions to your mer-tail.

you both watched the sunset, sitting in a secluded part of the beach. You silently pick bits of sand out of his teal messy hair, humming. Xiao had rescued you from a fisher’s net, and you immediately became attached. we’re all humans like this?

“yes, I was born like this, Xiao.” you respond. you admire a pink seashell Xiao grabbed for you. those seashells were everywhere, and you’ve always had no care for them, but why did this one feel special?

Was this human doing things to you? “thinking about something?” Xiao intertwines his fingers with yours. You could feel the warmth from his hand.