|| 099.25 || Not Just A Ward 🔱 O/F

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Art by old-night on Danbooru

!Mershark!Gawr Gura x !Gender Neutral!Scientist! Reader

A little explanation is in order for this one. Basically, the reader is a scientist who is working on helping mythical beings integrate into human society. A little reader AU of a multi-chapter fic I am currently planning and will post on Ao3 later. If you want, I can post it on Wattpad, too.

Just a short-ish chapter to try and get this mershark Gura brainrot out of my brain. Probably gonna write more mershark Gura because I am in love-

Also, uh, little warning for sexy times mentioned by both the reader and Amelia a few times.

Also for those who can't see the picture above, this is the image I am basing mershark Gura off.

(Once again by old-night on Danbooru)

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(Once again by old-night on Danbooru)


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"Were you really not nervous when you were introduced to your ward?" You newest co-worker fretted, hair frazzled and spectacle skewed. You took a pensive sip of your drink, giving them a slow smirk.

"I've been working here long enough that I'm not exactly normal, kinda like Watson over there," You gestured with your mug towards the improperly dressed and sleep deprived blonde. Amelia Watson was probably the only other person who had worked here as long as you, and had spent the last year or so helping her ward integrate into human life. 

The only other person who was apart of this program longer than you two would have to be Jenma, who was the one to kickstart it after reuniting with her harpy friend.

"That didn't answer my question," Your co-worker mumbled. You sighed, placing your cup on the nearest surface available.

"I honestly don't remember, but don't feel too nervous, you'll get alone fine with your new ward. Hell, Watson's dating hers," It was true. Amelia thought she was being sneaky about her relationship with Ina, but she really wasn't.

"What about you and your ward?" You froze, hand halfway reaching for your drink.

"It's... complicated... A good complicated," It was not complicated at all. You loved Gura, and Gura loved you, and you had 100% performed some wholesome and some less than wholesome activities in her designated pool and you had the scars to prove it.

Your co-worker hummed, not looking entirely convinced, though their entire demeanour changed when they checked their phone, obviously realising the time. With a flurry of apologies about leaving so soon, they left with the explanation that they had to go meet the new myth.

"Poor kid's gonna get eaten alive out there," You mumbled, taking another sip of your drink. It was at this point Amelia finally walked over to you.

"You say that, but you're the one with bite marks on you," She remarked, motioning to the various marks littering your neck. You just huffed, flicking the collar of your uniform up to try and hide them.

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