Basically this fic is boring right now but hopefully next chapter will have fluffy cute kinky stuff. Have fun reading this for now.
The ocean.
Yep.
There wasn't a fucking place in the world where Bro would rather take you. The ocean had to be it.
You are Dave Strider, you are sixteen, and you are terrified of the water. You can't even swim.
Today was some random day in June. You were visiting the Lalonde's with Bro. When you got there Roxy Lalonde, Rose's mom, was hung over and just let you sleep anywhere you want. You pile blankets up in the living room because fuck, you and Bro both want the television.
Later, you and Rose decide to go to the beach.
She suggests to sunbathe, but you're more interested in beating her at making the most swagalisious sandcastle in the history of sandcastles.
She says you are terrible at building, but you don't care and decide to try anyway.
~0~
You are John Egbert, and you are a merman.
You've been watching this boy on the beach for what seems like hours now. He's a white american boy, you guess, because he is pale, and his mouth moves relaxed without an accent. You notice his shades, and know that even though it's not that sunny out today, he's the only one who appears to be wearing them. You think he has a nice, lean body. You watch his hands maneuvor through the sand with determination, and the sweat that drips down his forehead. As you continue to watch from behind your rock, you feel like more and more of a creepist.
But you lose the ability to care as he continues to build up a sandcastle. You can't count how many times you've seen some annoying children on the beach making sandcastles. But this boy and this other person he was with were doing this like it was a contest. Like grown ups doing what kids do… the thought of that made you feel happy you weren't the only childish person in this world.
It was too bad you couldn't go hang out with him though, and help him make that sandcastle, but you worried what he would think if he saw that you were a merman. Wouldn't he freak out? Well of course, all humans would freak out. Mer folk are supposed to be kept hidden from humans. It's the number one rule. Still, you can't stop watching his muscles flex as he works his sandcastle.
You watch until they both finished. They decide which was better, which was the blonde girl's. And the two of them went back to sunbathing.
After a bit, you dive down behind the rock to take a nap.
~0~
You're pissed about losing your sandcastle making contest. You give Rose ten dollars for winning, then you lay back and enjoy the sunlight. You hear a splash in the ocean behind the rocks, and sit up.
"What is it?" Rose asks.
"Probably just some ladies spying on my totally hot body."
"Or somebody tried to throw a rock at you from behind but missed."
You sneer.
You lean back into your blanket and put your hands at your sides, feeling the dry sand. Something about the beach is calming to you, however the waves making all the noise that they do makes you shudder a bit. So maybe the beach isn't the most calming, but the soft sand certainly is. You could touch it forever.
After a while Rose says that she's going back to the beach house. You nod and wave your hand with a, "do whatever the fuck you want i don't give a single shit" look.
That noise by the rocks really did startle you though, and nobody startles a Strider. Becides it would be so cool if some chick was hiding over there looking at you.
Getting up, you slowly walk near the waves over to the rocky part of the ocean. You see the waves washing against the back of the rocks harshly, and bet you were just hearing things. Then you start walking over to the rocks anyway to go sit on the big one where the noise came from, because as punishment to the rock, it gets to be sat on by a sixteen year old boy's ass.
You hop up and enjoy the water soaking your feet below, and look down as the waves splash against your feet. When the tide roles back out, you notice some sort of human-like shape in the dark area of the water below the rock. Your eyes widen and the tide rolls back in to splash your feet.
You wonder if a body is down there, but are way too chicken to go swim over for yourself. Instead, you hop off the rock quick to grab a pebble, then hop back on and drop the rock down, where it falls somewhere around the human-shape thing. You're not sure where it landed.
But bubbles suddenly come up on the surface, and when you stand up on the rock, up comes a boy's head, face soaked, black hair messy with the most beautiful blue eyes you've ever seen, and he looks pissed off, "Did you just throw a rock at me?"
You, trying to keep your cool at this random stranger suddenly appearing out of nowhere, lean back on the rock and chuckle, "Sorry I thought there was a dead body down there. You looked so utterly fucking dead, man."
"I was not dead, I was sleeping."
"Under water?" You raise an eyebrow. This dude must be really good at holding his breath.
"Uh, yeah… actually I was just uh…" he looked to both sides, "holding my breath."
You are way too smart for this, "Yeah okay, you were playing a prank on me and you have some kind of breathing thing down there. Well plaid," you say, deciding to give this cute boy credit, since you sorta like his face and such. He has really cute buck teeth and really pretty eyes. Shit, and your even admitting this in your head.
"Yeah I'm an awesome prankster. In fact, I'm the world's best."
"Yeah okay," You pause then say jokingly, "You know I have it really bad for pranksters. I get so worked up over a prank on me because I feel like you want some of my sweet stuff all over you."
You notice the boy blush a bit, then retort, "That's so not what I was thinking. You just looked so peaceful and I just wanted to ruin it."
"That's sounds a little dark. Ouch."
"Sorry, I…"
"No it's cool. So wanna go get a soda with me or something?" You decide to hang out with him. He seems like he wants to.
He looks shakey, "Actually I'm fine right here," he replies.
"Come on, man. I was hoping we could go on a soda date and get all personal with each other."
"No. Maybe you could just bring a soda over here?"
"With pleasure. I'll be back my scuba darling."
"Will do."
You leave him to go and get some soda. When you return, you toss him a pepsi.
He catches it, and examines it for a second. You notice his hands look strange, like they're webbed. But maybe your sunglasses are just fogging up.
You sip your soda, watching as he tries to open the thing with his teeth.
"You having trouble man?"
"No, I got this," he continued to bite the can.
"You sure?"
"Yeah just get off my trap for a sec."
You lean down and swiftly grab the soda from him, and open it. You hand it back to him, "Here."
"I knew that!" he swiped the soda away and sipped it.
"So what's your name, bro?"
"My name's John Egbert, and what's your name, you handsome soda-opening knight in shining armor?"
You chuckle, "You, my princess may call me Strider. Dave Strider."
"Nice to meet you Dave!"
"It's a pleasure, really," You sip more soda.
You turn your attention back down to John, who is fiddling with his soda and looking around uncomfortably.
You can notice his uncomfort so hard it hurts, "What's wrong, man?"
"I've just, never talked to someone like you this long before."
His cute remark almost makes you laugh shitless, "Like me?"
"Yeah."
"Do you mean the totally awesome cool kid aspect of me?"
"I guess you could say that."
Silence.
"Well it was nice meeting you," He looks up at you and you notice the blush on his face, with his blue eyes glowing as if he doesn't want to say goodbye, "I should go now though. Can I see you tomorrow?"
His adorable eyes are irresistable.
Fuck.
"Of course I'll be here tomorrow."
He smiles with joy, and you feel like you just gave a kid a lollypop.
"All right! Bye!" He closes his eyes and disappears underwater.
You're not sure where the fuck he went, but when a tail appears out of water and splashes you, getting your swimming trunks soaking wet, you feel stunned at the thought that maybe that boy wasn't human after all.
You are Dave Strider, and you just met a merman.