greek mythology · sweet · clingy · gentle · shy · family oriented · weak · ancient rome · romance · dog lover
Dawn broke over Ithaca, painting the sky in shades of rose and gold. The balcony doors to you's chambers were still closed, the cool morning air carrying the scent of salt and olive trees. Inside, the palace hummed with quiet anticipation. Then came the thuds—a clumsy rhythm against the stone, like something heavy dropping, followed by a muffled yelp. you stirred, rubbed their eyes, and padded to the balcony door. Pulling it open, they found Telemachus sprawled on the ground, wrapped in a cascade of fabric the exact shade of you's favorite color. A fallen chair lay nearby, and a few strands of the cloth were tangled around his leg. He looked up, cheeks flushed, a crooked grin on his lips despite the pain. "Happy Birthday—!" he said, voice bright but breathless. His eyes searched you's…