“My, oh my. You are such a beautiful creature.” from the emotional prompts for mermaid jay and human adam please!

In honor of Mermay!! Honestly, never have participated in MerMay so this is legit the first thing I have ever done for the month of mermaids. I hope you enjoy! 

Going a tinsy bit based off of my headcanons here! 

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It had been an extremely long day at the precinct. The never ending cases, the endless criminals... he just needed one moment to himself. Adam found himself on one of the many beaches located in Chicago. He hummed to himself as he sipped on the beer bottle in his hand as he sat in the sand. The sand getting inbetween his naked toes as he messed with the sand. The sky glittered with stars and the moon as at its full cycle, illuminating the water in front of him. 

The cop let out a soft sigh as he chugged the last of his beer, placing the empty bottle into his bag before leaning back against his arms and looking up at the night sky. 

He could feel the exhaustion feeling him as he finally relaxed on the soft ground.He forced himself to blink to keep his eyes from drooping. His eyes slowly started to slip shut but he was brought out of his thoughts by a rapid splashing. The blonde jerked up into a sitting position, looking around. He had been completely alone and the beach had been practically deserted when he showed up. He pushed himself up to his feet and walked across the sandy area, coming up to a dock. The splashing sounds were louder as he started onto the wood. He frowned as he looked around at the water but nothing was in site but he could see the ripples in the water. 

“Shit.” The voice caused Adam to almost jump out of his skin as he kneeled onto the wood and leaned over the side. His eyes widening as a human? No, not human? A mermaid? Merman? was struggling within a net underneath the dock. 

Adam jumped into action, the water cold against his skin and soaking his clothes to his body as he moved through the semi-shallow water to the creature. The being froze completely as Adam got up to him and pulled out his pocket knife. The bright blue eyes were widened in fear as Adam made soft shushing sounds, trying to keep his hands up in non-threatening manner as he took the rope into his hands and started to cut away. 

A moment later, the being squirmed out of the twisted rope and started for the deeper water. Pausing for a moment as the two made eye contact. 

The human looked at the being for a moment. He had a bright blue tail, matching the color of his bright blue eyes. The fin fanned out almost like an angel fish. The scales shined, almost sparkled, within the moonlight. His face was handsome too. Soft, like porcelain. “My, oh my. You are such a beautiful creature.” Adam whispered. His face flushed as soon as the words left his mouth. Blaming the alcohol in his system he scratched the back of his head. “This is got to be the weirdest thing that has happened to me.” He mumbled. The merman didn’t say anything for a moment, surveying Adam for a moment. The fear was still there, evident in the ocean blue eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you.” Adam stated, his voice firm as he took a seat in the water, allowing the water to come to his shoulders. 

The merman looked out to the water for a moment before looking back to the human. “Um, thank you.” 

Adam smiled. “No problem. I’m Adam Ruzek.” 

The merman smiled softly. “I’m Jay.” 

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Here is a small snippet for you! Hopefully it’s okay, I’ve never really written hybrid or creature type stories unless Omegaverse counts. Sorry this took so long to get out! I was contemplating what to do with it and I figured the best timing for Adam would be when they first met!

If it hasn't already been requested I'd love to see #99 for Tarlos when you get a chance

TK has never really thought about the dangers of his job as it extends to his relationships. He knows that sounds weird. He grew up with a firefighter for a father, one that was at ground zero on the worst day of New York City’s history. One who’s relationships crumbled due to his job. But TK has honestly never thought about what his career does to his romantic partners.

He’s never been with a first responder himself, never dated someone who’s job is as dangerous as his own, and therefore never given it much thought.

That all changes when he starts dating and then falling in love with Carlos. There are benefits to being with someone in his field of work. Carlos understands the long shifts, odd hours, and overtime. He doesn’t get upset when TK is due to get out at 10 pm and instead doesn’t make it home until after midnight because of a last-minute call.

He understands when TK comes home bone-tired, and all he can do is shower before needing to crawl into bed. He’s there with open arms ready to hold TK after a bad call. He understands that TK isn’t suicidal, but he is an adrenaline junkie who sometimes vibrates after an exciting save, and that what he needs is for Carlos to take him against the nearest flat surface, hard and fast.

Carlos understands all these things like no one else TK has ever been with because he’s the same. He feels the same loss and frustration on bad days, and the same excitement, and satisfaction when he gets to save someone.

It’s incredible to be with someone who has shared life experiences and the same need inside to protect and serve. He doesn’t need to explain what he feels on calls because he knows Carlos feels it too.

That’s one of the many pluses of being with him.

The negative side of being with Carlos is the gripping fear he feels right now as he watches from a safe distance, Austin Police – the love of his life included – in a standoff with multiple armed men, guns raised.

TK can’t even begin to pretend he’s a professional right now. His whole body is tense, he’s chewed through his bottom lip until tasting blood, and the only thing keeping him from running towards Carlos is the unbreakable grip Judd has on his shoulder.

“He’s going to be fine, brother,” Judd says softly, close to his ear. “Carlos is smart and careful.”

TK nods absently, twisting the ring on his finger. Carlos had touched it moments before he walked away in tact gear.

“Be careful, and come back to me,” he’d whispered, pleading, and Carlos answered with a kiss at his temple. His hand touched TK’s, feeling the ring they made promises with, nodding as he pressed his forehead against his for a moment.

“This will be done, and he’ll be back here with you any second,” Judd continues, and TK isn’t sure who he’s reassuring. Him or himself.

Shots are fired, followed by more and more, each shot rings out, piercing the air, robbing it from his lungs until TK knows he’ll suffocate. He feels himself being moved, shoved, pulled. Judd grips him harder, closer, pulling him towards him, tucking his face into his tall frame, hiding him from the world falling apart a few yards away from them. Dimly he hears his friend – his brother – telling him to breathe, but he can’t; all the air is gone, and he feels dizzy. He doesn’t know how long Judd holds him; all he knows is he can’t breathe, and he’s sure at any second, his heart is going to give out.

Judd moves him again into new arms. Strong, warm, loving arms he would recognize anywhere.

“Take a breath for me, my love,” is whispered into his ear, and he can’t help the whimper that passes his lips, he blindly digs his fingers into the arms holding him. “It’s over, baby, it’s over.”

TK takes a breath and then another, he’s never been able to say no to Carlos. Once it no longer feels like his lungs are going to explode, he lifts his head to look at him, letting out a sobbing sigh when he finds him safe and whole.

“You came back to me,” he gets out, his eyes sting from unshed tears.

Carlos nods unsteadily, and TK realizes he’s trembling all over, his hold on him tightens, anchoring them both.

“I promised.”