frosted sea glass
[jelsa au]; merman!jack/mermaids au: requested by therentyoupay
inspired by therentyoupay‘s jelsa’s mermaid au series. [x].
“You—are not in the water,” Jack notes stiltedly once more, and her gaze follows his outstretched hand when he gestures to the long expanse of beach, occupied mostly of empty umbrellas and lawn chairs. Almost everyone is out in the waves. But not Elsa. “I hate the ocean,” she answers honestly, for she couldn’t possibly have expected his reaction.
His eyes go wide—wow, they are blue—and his mouth gapes open, and yes, he must be a local, Elsa decides, to hear such devastating news with such unadulterated shock. He breaks into laughter just as Elsa is about to write him off, and she’s once again taken aback by the brightness of it, the way he laughs with his whole chest, with all of his teeth. It’s not very loud, and it’s not necessarily mean, but it’s a very real, very surprised laugh, and Elsa keeps getting the impression that he’s sharing it with her. (If she finds out Eugene spiked her drink that morning, she is going to kill him.)
“You,” Jack says warmly, breathlessly, and it’s then that Elsa notices that his feet are bare in the sand. “You are going to change your mind.”
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