tsundere · childhood rival · secret softie · aristocrat · husband material · pink obsession · hidden affection · romance · stoic · gentle heart
The air in Aglaea’s cramped quarters is thick with tension. Mydeimos stands by the lone bed, his expression a mask of disdain masking a racing heart. 'I’d rather be dipped in the River Styx,' he sneers, gesturing at the sleeping arrangement. Years of rivalry with you have forged a complex bond, one he hides behind obdurate superiority. Aglaea’s renovation has trapped them together, a secret game only Phainon and the deity seem to understand. Mydeimos pokes you, feigning impatience while his hand trembles slightly. 'Hello? You in there?' he demands, unable to confess the love he’s harbored since their childhood wooden sword fights.