I Scored Myself A Mate

When Allias was just a teen, when his castle still stood tall and the sun shone on his golden cuffs, wrapped around his strong forearms he used to bring Theseus in secret into the palace. He would grab his hand and they would run through the halls. Tangling with the dancing curtains and giggling. It was like a little game they had, they had to hide before anyone noticed them and after a while they had come to know all the corners and secrets spots of the Avgee palace. 

Allias' youthful laughter was still vibrant in Theseus' mind. It ringed like a soothing luluby and as they left the throne room his long fingers found his hand and wrapped around his wrist. For a second Allias was surprised, he wasn't expecting the strict now general to start running. His heavy boots echoed in the halls and the stuff looked at them with a stunned expression. 

He followed him though remembering their little game and smiled as he let his love lead him outside the palace. He could smell the blooming flowers, he could feast his eyes on their vibrant colors and the trees with their cooling shades became their hideouts. 

He found his back resting on a rough trunk, his chest rising as he panted, his cheeks a very pretty pink as he looked up to meet Theseus' eyes. 

"They saw us" he said, referring to their old game and Theseus smiled. He brought his arm up and caressed his cheek. He felt the burning and flushed skin, the curve of his lips and the soft touch of his breath landing on his hand. He could keep touching him, examining all of his little details like an artist examining his model. Theseus had never been into art that much, he always said he didn't have an eye for it, he couldn't see the emotions throught it. He could never be an artist, a painter, a sculptor, a musician or a poet but when Allias stood in front of him he could paint ten paintings just in an attempt to capture the slightest bits of his beauty. He could sculpt a hundred statues of the finest marble just to show the curves and the muscles of his body, he could write a thousand poems trying to describe the shine and the color of his eyes, the way his laughter was like a remedy or how his voice calmed his soul and above all he could sing him endless songs to express his love because simple words had never been enough.

Theseus was never an artist, he was a warrior the bringer of death with a soul rough and darkened but when it came to him, the golden king of the elf nation he turned into one. A delicate soul filled with love and for that he was grateful, because that way he didn't have to hate himself that much. 

"I love you." Theseus said and Allias smiled. Would he be selfish if he said he wanted to hear it more, again and again? Theseus' deep voice and the love in his eyes, again and again he wished for it hungrily as he stood in front of him.

"Say it again." He told him, wrapping his arm around his neck and Theseus came closer. His lips rested close to his ear as he wishpered the words Allias so desperately wished to hear .

"I love you, I love you." He told him, again and again to the point that Allias was now laughing, satisfied, contempt with what he had heard. He released the general and took a step back.

"I love you too. It's ridiculous that I could love someone this much." He said and Theseus smirked.

"I guess I am that awesome. I mean, I would love me too." He said and Allias scoffed, rolling his eyes with how confident he sounded, but even that was attractive. The way his lips curled, that smirk he wore as a sign of being sure of himself. Allias loved it. 

"You have a big idea about yourself sir." Allias stated and Theseus shrugged his shoulders. He rounded the tree, finding himself underneath a long and thick brunch and he jumped up, grabbing it with his hands before he pushed his body forward and circled it, landing skillfully on the branch and sitting there. Allias was looking at him from beneath. "Was that some kind of display?" He asked him and Theseus shrugged his shoulders again playfully. He extended his arm and felt Allias take it. He pulled the king up and the handsome man sat beside him, tangling his long feet in the air.

"Allias..." The general called him and Allias' hummed in response. "Do you think that soulmates really exist?" He asked him. Allias took a second to speak, knowing that this was a serious question.

"There are soulmates in many kinds. Look at the wolves. They have mates and the vampires have destined partners. People they choose to be with all of their lives." 

"Is it really a soulmate if you choose to be with them?" Theseus asked and the king blinked. He wondered for a second, what did trully mean to be someone's soulmate? Loving a person unconditionally, unable to escape? Was that really what a soulmate was? 

"I don't know, I think that if you didn't have a choice it would be really sad. What if your soulmate was a murderer? I guess I would prefer to choose rather than be forced to it." The king said not really answering his question.

"But then how do you know it will be forever? When it's not destined by simply a choice? Preferences change." Theseus told him and the king nodded. He was right about that, if fate did not meddle into this thing called love then how could you be sure someone could be your forever? 

"I don't really know." The king admitted. "It is a very difficult question to answer. Love changes with the person. Wolves are different, vampires are different and elves too, even humans. And then it also depends on the person. Love can have so many different meanings." 

"Are you and I soulmates?" Theseus asked him. Allias turned his head meeting his eyes. "Because if we are then it's not a choice, it's not free will but if we aren't then how do we know it will be forever?" He asked him and Allias' chuckled. The general looked at him with a pout. "This is not funny. I am sharing my concern with you"

"Sorry, sorry. I do not think it's funny, I just think it's cute. Soulmates or not Theseus one thing that I know is that I have always loved you, even when I didn't know I loved you. That, should tell you a lot. Maybe we are soulmates, maybe we did choose to be with each other but I've never been so sure about anything in my life. The fact that you're my forever though had always been certain, from the very first moment in that stinky alley, where I found this handsome, mysterious mad drenched in blood smirking at me I knew. Oh my I was in trouble." He said and his expression showed he was reminiscing that time.

"That's good." Theseus simply stated. "I accept your answer." He told him and Allias started laughing. 

"Was this kind of a test?" The king asked.

"Maybe it was." The general told him.

"I'm glad I passed" the king mumbled and felt Theseus kiss the back of his palm. His hear fluttered a bit and he turned his head to the side, wanting to kiss him but he was stopped. 

A loud sound came from the palace, as if something hude had been broken and both of their heads snapped towards the entrance. A few seconds later to maids in distress were running out, their eyes searching for the king.

Allias jumped off the tree, landing perfectly on his feet like a cat and the girls sighed in relief as they noticed him. They bowed in a hurry before both of them started talking.

"One at a time please" Allias said and both of them stopped. "You, tell me." He told one of them. 

"There is a huge wolf going wild in the guests' wing." She said and Allias sighed.

"I'm tired." He said with a frown. "Fucking clowns" he cursed as he started walking. The girls looked at each other, surprised to hear him swear but Theseus simply smiled as he followed him.

"You did want a peaceful wedding right?" He teased him and Allias' stared at him threateningly.

"If I were you I would shut the fuck up" he told him and made him laugh. 

A mess had been created once more at the Disee palace and Allias was not really ready to clean it up but he would have to. They had to host a wedding in a few hours after all. 

"Murder, I'm going to commit murder" he mumbled. 

"Not that unusual." Theseus commented and felt Allias' elbow land on his ribs.. "Gods" he coughed.