˚･ﾟ✧ 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐍 ˚･ﾟ✧
' poor ikaris flew too
close to his sun '
˚･ﾟ✧ ⸻ in which ikaris flies too close to the girl whose powers mimick the sun
Started: 1.13.23
Finished: 5.3.24
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KINGO TOLD AKOI STORIES OF BOLLYWOOD for as long as she would listen, which was up until she fell asleep. Her eyes were heavy from the burden of the last few days, making it easy to knock out while they made their way to Thena and Gilgamesh.
Sprite had informed her that they now resided in...well Akoi didn't exactly remember. She had a bad habit of doing that, especially when her ex-husband was on her mind. Not that he was, at least not while she was asleep.
But of course, when she woke up, he began to invade her thoughts. Especially because when she did wake up, they were all packed in a car, and she was laying on Ikaris' chest.
He gave her a small smile as she began to stir, but Akoi quickly sat up and backed away.
Sersi was driving so she gave Sprite and Kingo accusing looks, both of whom looked away sheepishly.
Sighing, Aiko tiredly rubbed her eyes and tried not to dwell on the fact that she and Ikaris were so close. She could tell that he was enjoying this, but she was not, Akoi still doing everything she could to resist him.
It seemed to work for the most part, and Akoi kept her distance all the way until they made it to the desert Thena and Gilgamesh lived in.
It was a run down, depressing place, and Akoi knew that she would hate living there more than she hated Greece. Her heart belonged to the city, but she had avoided those ever since—well, you know.
Still, Akoi could not deny that she was excited to see her old friends again. She was one of the first out of the car, excited to see Thena and feeling a little guilty that she had not checked up on her ever since they had went their separate ways from Babylon.
She wondered how her old friend was faring with her sickness and how Gilgamesh was doing as well. As she ponder this over, Karun, Kingo's manager, pulled out his camera and started recording her.
"What are you—What are you doing?" She asked him in confusion, reaching her hand out to push away the camera. However, Karun moved away, and kept filming as he began shooting questions at her.
"Tell the camera about yourself, please. What is your name, and occupation?"
"What?" Akoi tilted her head slightly, looking at Kingo, but he only shrugged as if to tell her just answer the question. Akoi, still confused, pursed her lips, and Ikaris chuckled from behind her, as Akoi gave up and faced the camera.
