#ormmariusoneshot

The first month Y/N and Orm only exchanged pleasantries when they saw each other leaving or entering their homes. A quick hello, or how are you, followed by a hasty exit that left Orm confused, what if he had caused her to dislike him, and Y/N worried, what if he became suspicious of her? Despite their meetings being quick and dismissive both found themselves fascinated by the other. Y/N would often stand in her bathroom upstairs, in the bathtub no less, discreetly watching Orm as he walked the beach, sometimes swimming despite the chill of the autumn weather. She envied him honestly, he must have been on the surface because he wanted to be for some reason. If he were hiding out here he would be too afraid to go into the water like she was. Either that or he was still just as self-centered as he was as king and didn't fear being caught. She hadn't stepped foot in the water for the last decade, afraid that somehow her mother would find her and drag her back for punishment for a crime she had tried to prevent.

Y/N thought she was being discreet but Orm could feel her watch him. What he couldn't figure out was why she wouldn't talk to him. She hurried through any interaction they had, putting as much distance between them as possible. He didn't think he had said or done anything offensive, mostly just tried to smile and be polite. It had worked with other surface dwellers, why not her? Could she sense he didn't belong here somehow? He pondered this while he swam in the shallows of the ocean, receiving strange looks from those walking by. He knew the weather was too cold for humans to be swimming but he needed to be in the water, feel a part of the sea at least for a little while during the day. And today was the day he was finally going to confront Y/N, at least so he could apologize for whatever he had done to make her dislike him.

Orm was just coming in from the beach through the back sliding door of the house when he heard Y/N returning home through the wall splitting the house. He waited for several minutes, getting dried off, before he approached her door, knocking. She peeked out of the peephole and nearly passed out. Why was he here? Had he seen her watching him and wanted to tell her off for being creepy? She took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hi," she said, trying to hide how nervous she was. Orm swallowed, almost forgetting the words he wanted to say. She looked like she had had a long day, hair in a messy ponytail and clothes wrinkled from whatever job she did. She looked like she had just gotten out of bed and the thought of her in bed almost made him blush.

"Hello, I just, I notice that you seem to run off at the sight of me and I am wondering have I...done something to offend you?" he asked finally, stringing a usable sentence together, much to his surprise. Whatever she had been expecting him to say, this was not it.

"O, um, no, I'm...I'm sorry," she stammered out, trying to think fast about why she was avoiding him. "Its just, strange man moving in next door to me, not the first time I've been polite to a neighbor and he has thought that I was flirting, I didn't want to, I just wanted to make sure you weren't a creep first before being nicer." Was that an explanation? Did those words even work? Orm drew his eyebrows together, thinking over her statement.

"I hope I didn't come off as a creep, I am not one I don't think?" he said, voice unsure. Y/N couldn't fight the smile that appeared, he seemed so sweet and genuine. He wanted her to think he was a good man, not someone to be afraid of. She took a deep breath and decided to give him a chance.

"No, you haven't, you've been perfectly respectful," she said. "I'm sorry for making assumptions but you can never be too careful can you?" Orm agreed and looked at the weather. It was overcast, but not rainy.

"Would you like to take a walk on the beach?" he asked. This was actually surprising. Y/N looked towards the back of the house, thinking about the rocks and the water and then Atlantis. Then she pictured a force arriving on the beach to carry her back to the kingdom for execution. She shook her head.

"No, but how about a walk to the park?" she asked. Orm nodded. "Give me 2 minutes to change my shirt, I just got off work and feel like I smell." She laughed at herself and Orm smiled, nodding.

While he waited he thought about the look she had on her face when she had looked towards the ocean. It wasn't boredom, or even nervousness, it was fear in her eyes. Was she scared of the water? If so, why live in this house where the waves sung him to sleep every night? What was she afraid of? He filed the question away to think about later as the door opened again and she came out in a sweater and her ponytail smoothed out.

"Shall we?" she asked, offering him her elbow. He looked at her for a second before she laughed. "Sorry, its the gentleman's job to offer his arm isn't it?" Orm cocked his head to the side before mirroring her move, sticking his elbow out. Now he wished that he had watched those movies that Arthur had talked about, maybe he would know what was supposed to happen with his arm like this. Then Y/N slid her arm through his and linked them together. Now he understood. And he liked it. They started off towards the small green park that was nearby.

"Its nice today," Y/N said, breaking the silence as they started to circle the fountain at the park entrance. "Cloudy, but the temperature isn't too cold yet. I'll bet we'll have snow soon though." Orm looked up at the sky.

"I've never seen snow before," he said. He knew about the weather pattern, water froze in the air and then fell lightly to the ground in white flakes, but he had never bothered to go see snow. He wondered if he would like it.

"A southern man, I see," Y/N said, stopping by the edge of the community garden. She walked over to the small patch she took care of, grabbing a small bit of weed that had popped up in the last day and tossed it aside. "That's my part of the garden, I grow some vegetables."

"I've never gardened before either," Orm said. As they walked he was realizing he hadn't done a lot despite being on land for almost a full year now and wondered if he should start actually trying to live instead of just hide here. He shook the thought from his head and looked back at his walking partner. "So, you just got off work, where do you work?"

"I own a cafe in town, little place that's open for breakfast and lunch," she explained. "You should come by sometime, could always use more customers." She nudged him with her elbow, making her own heart skip a beat and deciding maybe it wasn't a good idea to walk with him, be this close to him. But he was like a magnet for her and she had spent so much time trying to fight speaking to him, it had been exhausting. They could be friends.

After the walk, for two months they had small talk. Nothing too deep, just general things they liked and disliked, some bland stories from their past that could easily be pulled from almost any surface dwellers memories. They walked in the park a few days a week and despite either of their best interests they were starting to really enjoy each other's company. Y/N loved to hear Orm's laugh and see his smile. Orm liked how the sun made Y/N's eyes a deeper color, but how the rainy days brought out her silly side, splashing in puddles or swinging at the vacant, soaked, playground. These walks were Orm's favorite times of the week, but after tonight he would have another favorite to add.

It was late, after midnight, and Orm was barely dozing, a nightmare waking him over and over. One would think the nightmares he had would be about his imprisonment, or the attempted assassination from his coronation day, but no, the nightmare's were about his father on his 18th birthday. His party had just ended, and it wasn't much of a party, more a show where his father could pretend to be so happy and proud of his soon-to-be king son. They had known his father was sick by then, would be dying within the next few months, so he had thrown Orm a grand bash to remember him by. Orm couldn't recall a single thing about the evening until he was saying goodnight to his father at the door to his room.

"You ate still an embarrassment," Orvax had said, looking Orm over. He was wearing his finest armor but still felt like a child playing knight and his father knew it. "Your reign will be the worst of any of the Atlantian kings and I hate that my child is going to be the greatest disappointment in the history of the sea." Then his father went into his room and died that very night.

Orm had spent the next decade trying to prove his father wrong. He knew he had, he knew now that Arthur being king was the greatest thing that could happen to Atlantis, but there was still a part of him that felt the pang of guilt and shame of being exactly the disappointment his father knew he was going to be. He woke up with the shame swimming in his body, but this time he heard something outside. He stood, throwing on a shirt as he ventured downstairs. The sound wasn't threatening, it was, music. Y/N was outside on the back porch playing...guitar...that was the word, and singing. He thought he recognized the voice but couldn't place where from. He opened the sliding door to the back quietly, wanting to listen. She was seated on a wicker rocking chair facing the ocean, strumming as she sang to the sea.

Orm must have made a noise because the song stopped and she turned, looking at him. He blushed, feeling caught peeking into something he wasn't supposed to see. After a moment though, she smiled and waved him out. He closed the door and moved to sit on the other wicker chair out on her porch.

Oh, mirror in the sky

What is love?

Can the child within my heart rise above?

Can I sail through the changing oceans tides?

Can I handle the seasons of my life?

"I hope I wasn't keeping you awake," she said, still strumming softly. Orm watched her fingers, shaking his head. "I can't sleep either. What's got you awake, if you don't mind me asking."

"My past," he said softly. She nodded, seeming to understand. "You?"

"My past," she mimicked his voice before laughing. Orm chuckled. It must have been the sound of the waves or the sight of the stars because Y/N decided then to trust Orm with a little more of herself. "I was blamed for something that I didn't do, but because of me it was still able to happen. Someone almost died, so I ran. I couldn't live at home anymore, seeing what my foolishness caused so, here I am." Orm looked at her and sighed. "What? Same thing for you?"

"Worse," he said. Her eyebrows shot up. "I also did something foolish, and well, I was high on who I was, the power my name afforded me, and I did hurt people, almost killed my own brother. He forgave me, taught me a hard lesson in the process, and now I just want to figure out who I am without that world, without that power." Y/N reached out her hand and set it gently on his.

Orm could not imagine how hard it would be to convince the nobles that Syfin was not a suitable king, that Arthur was a true and good king for Atlantis. They were so stubborn, so set in their old ways that the idea of having a half-human king was still disgusting and below them. They tolerated it because he had the trident, but if another came forward, why shouldn’t they be given the chance? They were pure blood after all.

“Why does he not accept a challenge from Syfin?” one of the nobles asked while Orm sat in council with them. Orm frowned.

“Has a challenge been brought forward?” he asked. The noble shook his head. “Perhaps Syfin knows that he is weaker than the current king.”

“He probably knows that the half-breed would cheat, all surface dwellers know is deception,” another noble said. Orm had to take a breath and fight rolling his eyes.

“That is not all surface dwellers know, I have met many of them, and they are just like us. We are not unfamiliar with being deceptive and from cheating to get what we want,” he responded. There was a soft murmur.

“Yes, you have spent quite some time on the surface. Marrying one of them and bringing another half-breed into the royal line,” another said. Orm clenched his fists tight, trying to contain his anger.

“Keep my wife and child out of this,” he said, voice cut with an edge. There was a shift in the room, he hoped he hadn’t ruined this. He wanted to convince them Arthur was king without having a challenge brought forth.

“Either way, the family has entered Atlantis again, they are royal, and they have a right to question who is leading Atlantis,” Roius, the highest noble in the room, said. He was matter of fact, voice even, but Orm knew that he was hiding something. Roius had first supported him, then when the tide seemed to be turning to Arthur, had jumped ship. He was sniffing to see where power was, hoping to latch himself on the winner and keep in their good graces. “Orm, you as advisor to the king should have him prove his reasoning for keeping this family under arrest, or we, as the other nobles will raise our concerns louder and bring more force.”

“You would risk a revolt for this family?” Orm questioned. “You claim to care about Arthur being an outsider, but these royals have been exiled for many years, why are they not also considered outsiders?”

“Well, I think we can all agree that King Orvex exiled them without cause, we wouldn’t want another tyrant like that being our king, would we?” Roius asked, eyes now narrowed at Orm. Orm took another deep breath, know that he was stuck now. He couldn’t defend Orvex without it bringing into question Arthur’s legitimacy and he couldn’t argue for Arthur without stepping all over Atlantian tradition.

“Arthur has never done anything without reason, he has even shown me great mercy and understanding. I highly doubt his keeping this family contained is without reason,” Orm said back, trying to keep calm.

“He has no proof. Either he provides proof of their crimes, or he releases them from their quarters and allows them all the freedoms he allows other Atlantians. If doesn’t do this, we will remove him from his throne” Roius said. The nods around the room showed Orm that he was finished. He rose and left, quickly finding Arthur and Mera in their quarters.

“How did the council take it? Can we send the others away?” Mera asked, clearly thinking that Tom would be able to come home. Orm sighed and her face fell.

“The nobles have clearly been influenced, even with the family confined they were able to convince the others that you are being a tyrant, they are innocent, and you are keeping them locked up without reason. The nobles have demanded that you release them, or they will revolt and remove you from power,” Orm said. Arthur was still, clearly thinking quickly. He sighed after a few moments.

“I have no choice but to release them, if the nobles throw me off the throne, then I am finished, our family is finished, no one can protect Tom, or Y/N and Velka, we’d have to flee and honestly that Lydia would probably force you to marry her just to make sure she can kill you,” he said. Mera looked stricken. “I am going to get proof of what they have done, but until then they are free to move about, we will have to be on guard and just because they are free doesn’t mean I can’t put some trusted guards on them, I mean, someone has been targeting royals, they will need protection.” Orm nodded. It was the best they could do right now.

The first few days after the family was set free were quiet. Orm almost thought that they were going to let everything be, would just be grateful to be allowed into society again. Then Lydia and Hestia came to him in his office, asking for a meeting to discuss the challenge Lydia had made. Orm waited for them to make the first move, patience was key now when dealing with them.

“My daughter made a hasty decision to challenge your betrothed, at the time it seemed right, but that was before we knew that on the surface world you were married, and she was with child. We don’t hold much care for the surface world’s laws but the commitment of marriage spans over our two peoples. We will respect your marriage, rescind the challenge, and allow you to marry here. We would love to attend the wedding and apologize in person for our impertinence against your betrothed,” Hestia said, voice dripping with honey. This was a trick, get Y/N back here so they could do something to her, try to hurt her. He was getting an idea, but he needed everyone on board before he did it.

Y/N and Orm rushed up the driveway on foot, running as fast as they could towards the large ranch house.  Y/N's family lived on a horse ranch that her parents ran in between their work at the aquarium and museum, giving them a few acres to live on and plenty of buildings to be in when the pair arrived in the early hours of the morning.  Y/N looked at the time on her watch and sighed.

              "Should still be having breakfast," she panted, knocking on the front door urgently.  She hoped she was right and that her parents hadn't changed their schedule.  She was rewarded when her mom opened the door and she smiled wide.

              "Y/N!  You're back, we weren't expecting you for some time, Vulko said you were having a good time in Atlantis," she said, hugging her daughter close before noticing Orm.  "I see you made a friend."  Y/N blushed before realizing more important things were happening besides her whatever this was with Orm.

              "Mom, is Vulko still here?" Y/N asked.  "There's something bad coming and we need him to get help."  Her mother frowned but nodded, moving aside for them to come in. The two entered the house and Orm looked around, for a second considering this was the place that Y/N had grown up in.  He noticed pictures on the wall of the family, of Y/N as a child and smiled, she was cute and all smiles, just like now.  Y/N caught him looking and nudged him to keep following them into the kitchen where her dad and Vulko were now standing.

              "I thought that was you," Velka said as Y/N entered.  She walked over and hugged her father tight and Orm watched with his head tilted.  His father had never been affectionate to him, never showed him that kind of love so this was foreign for him to see.  Vulko smiled, seeing his son's family all together warmed his soul.  "What's wrong?"

              "Black Manta, Vulko he may be coming here, there's an Atlantian working with him to find me and Orm, I don't know what for," Y/N explained.  Vulko nodded.

              "I'll go get Arthur and Mera, if they find this place we may need to defend it," he said.  The ranch was a few miles from the coast and could be seen from the beach and therefore could be easily accessed by Manta and his men.  Vulko left Atlantis at once while Velka and Y/N told her mother, Janet, to go to the storm shelter where she would be safe.  Orm looked at Y/N.

              "You should go too," he said.  He didn't want her to get hurt and she had only been training a couple weeks, she wasn't ready to face Manta and she had no weapon or powers.  Y/N looked at him like he was crazy.

              "I am staying with you Orm, I may not be able to face Manta but I can be backup and I can handle one of his minions probably," she said.  Orm glared, trying to intimidate her.

              "You are going to hide, I cannot let you fight, you're too weak, you haven't trained enough for this..." he started until her hand covered his mouth and it was very obvious she wasn't intimidated at all by him.  He glared more.  He couldn't let her get hurt, he would never forgive himself.  "I cannot let you fight," he said, removing her hand from his mouth and holding it.  "I cannot lose you."  She looked at him with soft eyes.

              "Orm, I am going to help you at least until Arthur and the rest arrive," she said.  He was about to argue when the door was blasted open and he threw himself in front of Y/N, blocking her from getting hit with any debris.  "Out the back," she said, pulling him towards the back door off the kitchen and around the house.  Manta stalked through the house looking for them, arriving back at the front door to watch the pair running towards the beach.  He followed them easily and fired a shot, hitting the sand just behind them, sending them apart from each other and landing on the sand.  He jumped, landing next to Y/N and lifting her by her hair to stand.  She cried out loudly, struggling to break free.

              "Let her go!" Orm demanded, standing up and looking livid.  He didn't have a weapon but he would fight Manta anyway, anything to get him to leave Y/N be.  He was expecting Manta to fire at him, having to dodge the canons until he could get in close, what he wasn't expecting was someone firing an Atlantian weapon from the ranch house.  Manta cried out and dropped Y/N as he was hit in the back with a pulse weapon, knocking him forward.  Y/N tore off away from Manta and towards Orm, moving to stand beside him, looking for who had fired. Janet stood near the house still, weapon aimed again.

              "Where did she get that?!" Y/N and Orm said at the same time, shocked.  Manta stood and signaled for those with him to attack.  Several suited soldiers landed on the beach and Orm took notice that none of their equipment was as advanced at Manta's, an advantage over them.

              "You handle the two on the right," he said to Y/N, "I will take Manta and the other 3."  She nodded.  "Don't get hurt."

              "Likewise," she said before running at the two on the right.  Orm went after his group, watching as one was taken out by another shot from the gun Janet was holding.  Manta fired at her and she dove, tossing the weapon in the process to get away from the shot.  Orm took his opening while Manta was distracted and attacked, throwing shots and throwing him into the water before turning his attention to the minions.  While he fought he kept an eye on Y/N, wanting to intervene if he needed to but he was pleased to see she had been paying attention in her training and holding herself well against her two human opponents.  He felt pride swell in him but that was quickly demolished when he was hit from behind with a shot from Manta's helmet.  It burned and he cried out, expecting another hit, but instead Arthur landed behind him, tossing down a trident for Orm to use.

              "I could use one of those!" Y/N called from where she was starting to have trouble with her opponents.  Arthur glanced over after dismantling another minion, and Orm took out the other with his new trident.

              "Mera has yours!" he said, watching as Mera took out a minion that was attacking Y/N, throwing her the silver trident that she then used to finish off the last henchmen, all of them turning to face Manta.

              "I like this team," Manta said.  "It'll be good when I can control it."

              "Not going to happen Manta," Arthur said, getting into his fighting stance.  "Now how about we finish this once and for all?"  Manta chuckled.

              "Not today," he said, firing off from his helmet one last time and using the distraction to get into his sub and zoom off.  Arthur dove into the water to give chase but was dismayed to find the stealth technology that was added made the sub impossible to find while in motion.  He came out of the water to find Orm carefully looking over Y/N, Mera off to the side watching a little awestruck at Orm, royal dick of the sea, being so caring and gentle with someone.

              "I think she's ok Orm," Mera said finally.  Orm looked at her and then back at Y/N who nodded in agreement.  He turned to Arthur.

              "Did you find the traitor in Atlantis?" he asked.  Arthur shook his head.

              "I don't know yet, Vulko and Velka should be here soon to tell us if they have found him," he said and as if on cue Vulko and Velka emerged onto the beach, walking towards them.  Janet came running from the house and hugged her husband tight.

              "Are you all alright?" Vulko asked and the group nodded.

              "Were you able to find who sold us out?" Arthur asked and the vizier shook his head.  "Dammit, we will have to question all the guards, anyone who has been on patrols recently outside of the city."  Vulko nodded and headed back to Atlantis to begin the search.  Velka looked to them.

              "Please, it's been a long morning, stay for the day and maybe overnight, you saved our lives and our daughter's the least we can do is offer you some food and rest," he said.  "We have lots of room, you could even ride the horses if you want."  Mera and Orm both looked curious about that so Arthur nodded.

              "Thank you, we would be glad to stay," he said.

              "And maybe we could all actually get introduced to your new friends Y/N?" Janet asked, making Y/N laugh.

              "Mom, dad, this is Arthur, king of Atlantis, or Aquaman whatever, Mera, his queenish? And this is his brother Orm," she said, smiling at Orm.  Her parents exchanged a look.  "Arthur and Orm are Atlanna's sons."

              "I'm the good one, half human," Arthur said, shaking their hands while Orm looked annoyed.  "He's the bad one, daddy issues."  Orm glared more.

              "Shut up Arthur," he said.  He then turned to Velka.  "I, I'm sorry that my father banished you, I know it was before I was born but I still want to apologize."  Velka just shrugged with a smile.

              "It's forgiven completely now, I am glad to be on the surface where I have the love of my life and my daughter," he said, putting an arm around Janet and Y/N.  "So anything else you want to tell us about your friends Y/N?"  She blushed, getting the idea.

              "Um, Orm, is, well we're..." she wasn't sure what wording to use since they had only just kissed last night for real the first time.

              "They're dating, probably going to be making googoo eyes at each other all night," Arthur finished, this time making Y/N annoyed.  Orm smiled a little bit, Arthur wasn't completely wrong about that, he couldn't keep his eyes from Y/N most of the time.

              The group followed Y/N's parents up to the house where they were given extra clothes and offered showers in the two bathrooms.  Orm was finishing his shower in the bathroom that adjoined his and Y/N's room, having found he rather enjoyed showers, a towel around his waist when Y/N opened the door.  She froze for a second, just starting.

              "I...uh thought you were already out...of the room I mean..." she said, finally averting her eyes, face redder than he had ever seen.  Orm smirked a little bit, liking the effect he had on her.  She backed out of the room quickly and closed the door, leaning against it to take a deep breath.  God now all she wanted was to get under the towel. Control yourself! She thought, you're in your childhood bedroom and your parents are in the house, the last thing you need to do is jump on Orm.  Save that for later.  She waited until she heard the door to Orm's room close before entering the bathroom again to shower herself.

              Orm heard the water start and considered peeking but decided that would be an invasion of privacy and also, he would rather Y/N willingly show him her body, not seek a peek like he was a teenager again.  He instead got dressed and left the room to go outside where Arthur and Mera already were, watching what had to be horses in a ring behind the house. He frowned.

              "How do you ride these things?" he asked Arthur, assuming he knew. Arthur shrugged.

              "Beats me, I never rode a horse in my life," he said.  Janet and Velka walked over and showed them how to ride and as they practiced Y/N came out and sat on the fence, watching Orm ride around, looking natural at it.  Janet walked over and leaned on the fence.

              "So, he's Atlantian?" she asked. Y/N nodded.  "Is he good to you?"

              "Yes, so far," she answered.  "I think I'm in love with him."  Janet smiled and nodded.

              "I think he's in love with you too.  Come on, help me with dinner," she said and Y/N hopped down to do as asked.  The women enjoyed making dinner and once everyone was back inside they called them to the table to eat.

              "So Arthur, I heard a rather hilarious story about you and a little mermaid doll," Orm said, making Y/N laugh and Arthur groan.  "Is Mera a stand in for Ariel?"  Arthur groaned again.

              "I asked him the same thing when he showed me that movie!" Mera said, laughing.  Y/N laughed and shook her head.

              "I liked her because she could swim like me...the only male mermaid they showed in the movie was an old white dude who was a jackass," Arthur muttered as he ate.  "This is really good."  He was trying to change the subject.

              "Thank you Arthur, Y/N and I have been making dinners like this for years, she's very talented at cooking," Janet said.  "Anytime she would bring over a boyfriend she would demand we make lasagna, it's her specialty."  Y/N blushed as Orm looked at her confused.

              "What's a boyfriend?" he asked.

              "You are little bro," Arthur interjected.  Orm glared at him.  "O sorry, forgot you prefer baby bro."  Orm clenched his fist on his silverware but let it go.

              "Is that what I am?" Orm asked Y/N. She nodded.

              "Ya I mean, if you want to be," she said, blushing as everyone else tried to avert their eyes from them.  Orm smiled and nodded, going back to eating.

              "I expect lasagna then," he said, making the table laugh.  Y/N rolled her eyes.

              "Tomorrow, I will make lasagna," she said.

              After dinner was finished Mera helped Velka clear the dishes while Arthur went with Janet to look at the Atlantian weapon she had used during the fight, leaving Orm and Y/N alone.  She took his hand and led him out onto the back porch.

              "So I guess I'm not your first boyfriend?" he asked.  She cocked an eyebrow.  "What?  I've only ever been betrothed to Mera so I haven't had any...girlfriends?"  She nodded to let him know he had used the correct word.

              "You are not my first boyfriend and before you ask I am not a virgin either," she said.  Orm frowned but then realized what she must have meant by that and he nodded.  "What about you? You and Mera ever...?"  He shook his head.  "You and anyone else...?"  He nodded.  "Naughty boy," she teased.

              "Well once I realized that nothing was ever going to happen between Mera until it absolutely had to happen I...I was a king, I had no shortage of people wanting to be with me," he said.  She nodded.  "If you're curious I haven't been with anyone since before Arthur even came around, I was too focused on destroying the surface world."

              "Well then, its been awhile for me too, that's why I lost my head a bit this morning," she said, face blushing again at the thought.  "But before you get too excited, I'm going to be doing anything with you here, would be weird."  He nodded.

              "Maybe back at Atlantis," he said, looking to her.  She made a face deep in thought.

              "How would that even work?" she asked.  He smirked, a smirk that was full of lust, not snark like it usually was.

              "O I will gladly show you," he said, turning to her and before she could move he was kissing her again.  This time though, the kiss was not innocent and loving but sinful and full of lust.  He gripped her close to his body and she held the back of his neck in her hands as he pressed her against the house, luring her tongue from her mouth and tasting her for the first time.  He didn't want to stop but knew he had to or he wouldn't be able to stop at all.  He pulled back, breathing deeply.  "In Atlantis..."

Orm hadn’t actually meant to save the surface dweller.  He was escaping from captivity when he happened upon her floating on a capsized boat several miles from shore.  He almost moved past her and left her there but she called to him, asking for help, pleading with scared brown eyes that he seemed to lose himself in when he stopped to look back at her.  He cursed himself but went to her, picking her up and swimming her to shore easily.

              He had meant to just drop her off there and at first that’s what he did, left her on the shore and walked away but once again her voice called to him, asking if he knew which way was a hospital.  That was when he noticed the gash in her side and the she didn’t seem steady on her feet.  He moved back to her and lifted her again.  She held onto him, shaking dark hair from her face.

              “Thank you,” she said softly, leaning against him.  He sighed but headed off, finding a hospital and dropping her off.  He knew he had to blend in so while there he stole clothes from a similarly sized gentleman and changed, going to find the woman in her hospital room.  He sat down hear her, noticing she had already been stitched up and bandaged.  He didn’t say anything as she rested but he looked her over slowly, noticing how different she looked compared to what he believed surface women to look like.  She was beautiful, with brown skin and dark hair that seemed to shine in the sunlight through the blinds of the room, and she looked peaceful and he found himself liking the sight of her face more and more with each passing second. In that moment he decided to stick with her.  He noticed her eyes slowly open and he stood, moving next to her.

              “Are you alright?” he asked.  She looked at him for a moment and then it dawned on her who he was, her savior.  She almost thought she had imagined him and somehow just washed ashore.

              “I…Ya, I think so, they said after rest a nurse would check me and I could go, um, what’s your name?” she asked, looking up at him.  Orm smiled at her softly.

              “I’m Orm,” he said, leaving the rest of his life down in Atlantis under the sea.  Here he wasn’t any of that anymore so why bring it up.  “What’s yours?”

              “Y/N,” she said, offering her hand. He knew she meant for him to shake it but instead in took it and kissed it.  She smiled a little bit but gave him a strange look.  “You’re different aren’t you?”