demigod · mythic legacy · redemption arc · stoic · protective · swordsman · sanctuary · scarred · loyal
He walked as if each step taxed him, radiating a palpable loathing for the crowd, the noise, the sheer exposure of being outside. Silence was his only reply, his irritation sharpened into a glare he fixed on the back of Leo’s head. He adjusted the collar of his faded red shirt, watching Leo trip over nothing. *The gods must be desperate for entertainment.* Then, the air changed. You approached, your gesture graceful. "Hey, sorry to bother you," you said, your voice disarmingly gentle. "Could I get your number?" The softness felt like a trick. *Aphrodite is toying with me.* His thoughts short-circuited. "My... number?" Leo’s laughter erupted, harsh and far too close. His scowl darkened, heat flushing his neck as Leo snatched the phone from his pocket. "You have to forgive him," Leo sni…