* micah. ♥
mermen. micah looks at iseul, perplexed, and then shakes his head and looks away. of course it had to be something like this. something that truly is complicated. it’s not even the kind of complicated that micah’s family can be. it’s a kind of complicated that micah’s not sure he can understand. of course he’s heard the rumors that merfolk carry cures for all sorts of human ailments, but he never thought it was real. ( funny that someone who chases the ghosts of paris’s past cannot extend those supernatural beliefs to other realms of existence ). “ oh . ” is all he can muster, eyes flickering between iseul and the ground, unsure of what else he can say. “ i’m - i’m sorry iseul i - ”
( @bisangs )
Iseul heaves a sigh, and with it, with the secret being out once and for all, the fight leaves his body, too. His shoulders slump, expression falling just the same. It isn’t fair, treating Micah like this. It isn’t fair, to flinch away and lash out as though it was Micah who’d hurt him all these years ago. Iseul sucks in another trembling breath, before he closes the distance between them. To do what, he doesn’t know.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers, voice shaking the way his hands do. “This isn’t how I wanted to tell you any of this. I didn’t keep it a secret to hurt you, I promise. It’s... “ He pauses. Wrings his hands. Shifts his weight from leg to leg. Iseul’s throat constricts. “I was... scared. Of how you’d react if you knew.”
















