He coughs as he hears a heavenly giggle.

“You!” Donghae accuses.

Eunhyuk rises to the surface, his webbed ears glittering with silver and some red lines. “A word of advice, fisher boy.”

Donghae glowers at the sea creature, who raised a tiny fish by the tail.

“You keep catching the little ones,” Eunhyuk says. He lets go of the fish. “Let them go, so they can produce more.”

Donghae simmers down. “I have to be in the market before lunch, Eunhyuk. My family will not be able to earn anything.”

Eunhyuk watches him, and he swims closer. “Promise me you’ll let the little ones go.”

Donghae nods, and he sits in his boat. “I promise.”

Eunhyuk grins sweetly. “Okay, wait here.”

Donghae sits on his boat like a waiting worm, feeling like a fool. For what seems like forever, Eunhyuk resurfaces and he pulls himself halfway on the ledge of Donghae’s boat. Water drips down his face and into the boat.

“Check your net,” Eunhyuk suggests.

Donghae moves around his boat carefully, and he raises his net. It was filled with fat fishes of all kinds, and even a few squids and octopuses. He takes a breath and he chuckles.

“Thank you,” Donghae tells Eunhyuk. His heart spreads with warmth. No one has been this kind to him.

Eunhyuk slaps the waters with his tail, and douses a half-dry Donghae.