#just bc i've never written for weresharks before

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

One day you ask Selkie Chase how he feels about “Weresharks” or sharks in general.

And he clams up a little, remembering the Great Whites he’s come across during his time in the ocean that nearly made him their next meal. The faint scars on his tail are proof of his close-calls.

But he simply tells you he gets nervous around them sometimes. Then you get a slight frown, although it turns into a smile as you kiss his cheek and promise you’ll help him get over his fear.

Before he could ask you what you mean, you’ve skipped off to go elsewhere.

Later that night you take him to the shoreline and then, before his very eyes, you transform into a Wereshark--a muscular creature with the giant head and tail of a Great White and sharp claws.

But he doesn’t scream or run away....he’s just frozen in shock.

You approach him slowly, stopping in front of him, before you lower your head and allow him to pet the top of it and your snout.

Only now does Chase understand what you meant earlier...and he tears up, seeing that you were his worst fear and yet.....you weren’t hurting him at all. And he knew that you would never want to hurt him.

Because you were still that same person he had fallen in love with.