Cross My Heart

Chapter Two (Part One)

It was early in the morning when Lance woke up, seeing the barest hints of sunlight peeking through his window and curtains. He stayed in his bed, looking up at the ceiling, dazed at being awake this early in the morning and trying not to let his eyes close again. It took a while before he forced himself out of bed, dressing in clothing that wasn't his pj's. With the random early start to his day this morning that would become a welcoming change to his life for once.

Walking out of his room with a new pair of jeans and a thin long sleeved shirt to cover his body, he quietly made his way past Hunk's bedroom and then down the stairs.

As he started to rummaged in the kitchen that he shared with his best friend, the sunlight he saw from his room started to grow stronger and made the room temperature rise up slowly. The sun was peeking over the horizon, but steadily kept climbing higher and higher in the sky. Along with the sun the faint blue light of the sky steadily grew stronger and stronger. Lance watched it for a while as he quietly made his breakfast.

He just enjoyed watching how the world would change from one form of beauty to another whenever he got up this early. How the dark would give away control to the light for just a time being.

Plus he couldn't sleep anymore with the thought that mermaids and mermen were actually real. That they were actually living in the ocean and had what seemed like functioning society from how Lotor worded it yesterday when they talked for a short amount of time. That they were beings that kept away from humans for reasons that seemed typical of a fantasy novel. From what he heard from Lotor's fear, they kept away from humans or they would most likely in their eyes be captured for their beauty and be used for a number of things.

It was reasonable to understand, but he wished he could have meet the merman sooner or have some way of being able to meet up with him more. He seemed like someone who would be interesting to talk to and learn from. Lotor must be quite older than him if Lance had to assume some things about the merman himself.

He did seem to hold a worldview that older beings seemed to have from all the stuff he's consumed. Especially about mermaids.

Lance may have also been captivated by the merman's striking, but beautiful looks. Lotor was far from the image of mermaids that Lance grew up with, but at the same time it made a lot of sense that they wouldn't look quite the same as humans. They lived underwater and had different needs than what humans needed on land. He also assumed that they used different ways of hunting and fighting each other for territory as well.

But all the same, Lotor was beautiful in an other worldly way.

Especially with the long white hair that would slightly change colour depending on the amount of light and water was on it. It was like seeing a oil puddle on the pavement and moving your head around to catch the rainbow that was in it. It may look plain at first, but held a beautiful surprise when exploring it further.

As he slowly ate the breakfast he ate, he continued to remember the disappointment he saw in the merman's face when he had to leave. Lance could tell that Lotor was curious about humans and how they seemed to differ from the stories that the merfolk had on them. Lance felt the same, wanting to see all the quirks that the other had with their body. The flickering scales that Lotor had on his cheeks were incredible, especially when he got the chance to feel them move.

With the last of food disappearing from his plate Lance made his way to the sink. As he washed up his plate, he could hear the faint sounds of Hunk waking up. A soft smile made his way to his face as he heard the grumbling come down the stairs.

"Please tell me you have something for me eat." Came Hunk's voice from the door to the kitchen. It still dipped low in places, giving away that his friend wasn't awake yet.