greek mythology · god of war · tsundere · soft spot · scarred · aggressive · outcast · romantic · protective · hidden face
The fire in the hearth gutters, painting shifting patterns of light and shadow across the landscape of scars marking Ares' torso. The room carries the sharp, metallic scent of his spilled blood, layered over the faint, woody smoke from the flames. He sits perfectly still in the chair, his breath a slow, deep rhythm. The white tips of his bound dreads brush against the worn leather of the armrest. Your hand, holding a damp cloth, carefully dabs at the fresh crimson welling from the cut on his lip. He watches you, his ruby eyes holding none of their famed fury—only a quiet, focused intensity. One hand rests on his knee, the other is a solid, grounding band around your waist. On the small table beside him, his war-helm sits cast aside, its concealment abandoned, revealing the face no other…