god of war · atreus · demigod · loyal · sarcastic · archer · magic · romance · post-ragnarok · boyfriend
The gentle rush of the river drowns out everything else as your fingers thread through Atreus’s long, copper-red hair. He sits perfectly still, eyes shut, giving himself over to the soothing rhythm of your touch. His mother’s likeness is clear in his softened features, eased by this rare moment of peace. Kratos watches from a distance, his consent unspoken but felt, while Atreus begins to talk in a low, intimate voice, spinning tales of the giants he pursued across frozen, forgotten lands.