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the seaweed is always greener

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The thing is, Jeongguk never labelled himself as gay. He thought he just never met a girl that made his heart and dick swell together just yet.

It was not love at first sight, not at all, it's just the artist inside Jeongguk admiring the merman in front of him. In Jeongguk's defence, the merfolk is supposed to be beautiful. Totally no homo.

The merman in front of him had soft turquoise blue hair, which was floating gently in the water, with wisps of indigo and baby blue hair. His nose was prominent, with a few slashes of fresh wounds. His shimmery tail had severe wounds littered on it, ugly mahogany scars screaming at Jeongguk's face, shocking him to his core. The merman had godly features, his being radiated celestial beauty and royalty. He might be unconscious at the moment, but his expression pained, clearly in agony.

Jeongguk waved at the tank, trying to gain the merman's attention. He tried to tap the tank but was scared the merman would bite off his fingers. Jeongguk is no merfolk expert, but he could easily see the merman's life slowly slipping into oblivion. Maybe I can treat him like how I treated the dolphin pods? It won't be much different right?? They have similar tails...

So Jeongguk ignored his irrational fears, put his hand in the tank. He tried to shake awake the merman. After a few gentle pushes, Jeongguk resorts to rougher measures- He pulled the merman's hair.

Oops


Jeongguk could hear a groan, and the merman's eye snapped open. Clear navy eyes were staring right back at him, unwavering, but bloodshot. Jeongguk shivered a bit.

"Um. Hi." Not a great start. "I am here to help, so please don't bite off my fingers, okay?" Jeongguk asked with hesitation, cowering a bit, and quickly retracted his hand incase the merman changes his mind.

So, Jeongguk pushed the tank to where the dolphin pods were, and let the merman out into the pool. The merman seemed pretty happy, immediately splashing around, making a fuss. But as soon as he started moving, the wounds on his tail reopened and blood started oozing out, spreading out in the pool with the ripples caused by his movement. Jeongguk could tell that the merman was struggling. So he did the logical thing.

He jumped into the pool.

Jeongguk would never know why he did that, nor will he understand why he did that. But the genius marine biologist has always been fond of sea animals, and he hates seeing them hurt. The merman thrashing his tail in agony somehow reminded him of the first whale he ever saw and saved.

He was six, doing his homework at his room when he heard the townspeople shouting in urgency, something about gardening hose and water. So he took his fire truck and put it under his window, and stepped on it. (Something Mrs Jeon would have never approved) He saw a greyish whale, a bit small, maybe still a baby, lying on the beach. Something inside Jeongguk stirred, the scene made him extremely uncomfortable and upset. So he took out all of his buckets, the ones his father bought him last year so he could build sandcastles on the beach, and his little shovels shoved all of them in his Thomas the train backpack and rushed out of his room. He ran as fast as he could, as fast as his little legs could carry them, towards the beachside. It was a hot sunny day, Jeongguk was already soaked with sweat as soon as he arrived. He was still panting when he started digging the sand near the whale. He tried to make water canals that would wet the whale. He swore he could see a whale just outside the beach, somewhere near, but not close enough to be washed up. That whale kept blowing out water and flapping its fins, Jeongguk guessed it was the baby whales' mother. So Jeongguk dug and dug, did not stop even when his hands were sore and red, throbbing with pain and fatigue. While the adults were calling for help and digging trenches, Jeongguk used his little water bucket and ran back and forth continuously, trying to pour more water on the baby whale. He started with two buckets each run, but then he got too tired, he ditched one and kept running. He tried to pour some water into the whale's mouth, but the plan didn't work quite well. So he kept pouring buckets of water over the whales' head, trying help as much as he could.