I Scored Myself A Mate

Is love really a good thing? Everyone around him seemed to be in pain, tortured by the endless heartbeats and nightmares. Scared that the bliss one day would end and they would end up all alone and empty. Ea was always scared of love, afraid of the unknown and simply terrified of hurting. So to some extent Ares avoiding him was a blessing. Yes, he liked him, he had liked him for a long time but he knew or at least he believed he wasn't loved back. That was a separate kind of pain but still it didn't seem that it was even close to the pain Theseus was feeling. 

He had grown up by his side, he had seen the death in his eyes and the depression. He had heard his screams into the deep night as he cried Allias' name again and again. He had watched him as he tried one day to ruin all of the king's stuff, get rid of every sign he had ever loved him. He was devestated and angry, he felt it was his fault and slowly he turned lifeless himself, walking around aimlessly, a shadow of his former self. 

Ea had witnessed all that and felt relieved that he wouldn't get to experience such agony. But fate was always sneaky, he had realized that by now because not only he felt it he had gone to hell and back in just a few days. Without anyone trying to kill him he still felt like he would die, he felt that it would be fine if he simply stopped existing. In the void, in the endless darkness of death he would be with him, he wouldn't be alone.

As he held his hand though, as Ares was laid there, right in front of him alive he started feeling alive again. It was so peculiar. He was simply another elf, someone he loved but why did he have such power over him? Ares was his heart, it was that simple. He looked at him. His handsome face and his little beauty mark. His soft hair and strong arms. He could look at him forever without getting bored. Who would get bored of a face that was similar to a work of art, at least in his eyes. 

Allias' beauty was simply blinding. He could warm up your heart with just a smile and his grace was unrivaled. Theseus on the other hand was like a full moon, beautiful but distant. Rough but at the same time he had a softness he showed every time Allias was around. Ares though was different. He had the beauty of a rebel. A cocky smirk, a messy appereance and s very unique way of showing his dominance. He walked like a god amongst men and that was simply attractive. That's why Ea felt that this fate did not fit him, frozen and trapped. That's why he kept talking and talking hoping that he would hear him. 

And he did. At some point after many hours, after countless words and sentences after so many pleadings Ares heard him. He breathed in deeply at first, inhaling the air around him hungrily and then Ea felt him squeeze his hand. His eyes widened as he stared at his face anticipating. 

His long eyelashes fluttered like spring butterflies and shadows were cast on his pale cheeks. His eyes, how he loved their vibrant color, the fire in them and those little yellow highlights you could only see if you looked at him very closely. Like a burning fire indeed he though as a smile started forming on his tired face. 

"Gods this place reeks and oh my you haven't talked that much in like....forever." he said, his voice rough as he sat up and looked at him. "Hello", he told him sweetly and a charming smile made Ea's heart flutter like crazy. 

"H-hi" Ea said. He was stuttering, his cheeks painted a bright pink. He had heard him, Amelia had been right, he thought and suddenly he felt really embarrassed. He had heard everything! Ea's consciousness screamed and the small elf jumped up, startled. 

"Hi? Is that all you have to say?" The prince asked him, cocking his eyebrow.

"I...um...good to have you back?", He asked, scratching the back of his head. Ares stared at him for a few seconds, his face completely blank before he burst out in a very loud laughter. His whole body was shaking overtaken by joy. He extended his arm, grabbing Ea's shirt and pulled him closer. Their noses were touching and the elf could feel his breath land gently on his lips. He breathed in slowly, afraid to even blink. 

"You kept talking and talking begging me to come back, telling me you can't live without me and now that you have me here you freeze. Oh my, that's so typical of you that it's kind of hilarious" he said with a cocky smirk and Ea scoffed.

"Well I had to say something to lure you out. Don't believe any of it, I didn't mean anything" he told him with a pout. Ares looked at him gently, his eyes showing so much love as he caressed his cheek. Ea didn't pull back, he let himself melt as he felt the warmth of his skin. Finally he wasn't cold as ice anymore, he was here, with him.

"Did you miss me?" Ares asked 

"What kind of stupid question is that?"

"Well, I had to say something to lure even the slightest bit romantic out of you. Now that I am here and I can see you, feel you " Ares said and rested his forehead on Ea's. He could feel his weight, his breathing, his eyes on him. This was real, it couldn't be anything else. Just to be sure though Ea had to touch him. His fingertips landed on his cheekbones. Slowly they traced lined to his jawline, and tracing the shape of his lips. 

"You're really here" he mumbled 

"Yes. I'm here." Ares told him and heard Ea sigh in relief. He seemed exhausted, his eyes showed so much struggling and Ares couldn't help but feel responsible. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to..."

"Don't apologize." Ea interrupted him. "You have apologized enough. It's not your fault none of it is so don't apologize" he told him and Ares smiled. 

"Thank you, for coming for me, for trying to save him." 

"I will always search for you. I am not good with words but you should know, I will never let anyone harm you. I swear." Ea told him and Ares chuckled. The small elf had a very serious expression on his face making him look adorable. The prince cupped his face and brought him closer, crushing them into a kiss. If he could stop everything around them and simply be with him he would. This kiss, this moment was everything he needed and suddenly his broken heart was fixed. The soft sensation of his lips, the taste of his mouth and his grip on his waist. This normality, this feeling, he wished for it to always remain like this 

"I don't know how to express how much I love you.", Ea said. "I could never imagine that....I am crazy for you" he told him, giving up and Ares smiled. A small blush spread on the prince's face as he heard his confession and Ea laughed. He touched his cheeks, bunting hot under his skin. "You're blushing"

"You confessed of course I am." Ares said. " I love you too. Don't you ever dare to ask for a divorce." He told him pointing a finger at him. 

"I won't. I swear." He said. Ares jumped off the hard bed and landed on his feet. For a few second he felt weak and almost fell on the floor but Ea held him. They stopped moving until he felt like he could walk and the prince took his hand in his. 

"I have an idea. I crazy idea" he said and Ea tensed. He looked at him with a wary expression as he waited for him to say something. His left hand was almost ready to land a punch in his stomach but he stopped himself. He was still weak, not yet. He told himself and forced a smile 

"Really? What is it?" 

"Let's get married again.", Ares announced and Ea blinked, disoriented.

"Have you gone mad? Why would I get married? Again?" He asked him.

"I want to marry you because I love you not because I was forced to. I want to be with you because an eternity without you would be hell and not because my father told him. I want to sleep by your side, kiss you, touch you because I desire you and not because I have to. That's why I want to marry you again and have a feast and watch you as you come towards me dressed with our traditional clothes and tell myself that this is it. This is the life that I want, with the person in front of me." 

Punch him? He no longer wanted to do that. He couldn't do that because his eyes were teary, his heart was trembling and he was desperately trying to keep the snot in his nose in a very failed attempted. He opened his lips, a childish cry escaping them before he landed in Ares' embrace 

"Okayyyy" he cried loudly. "We will get married."

"Tomorrow."

"What the hell?" 

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