We love you (so please don't go)

Chapter 5: All LGBTQ+ peeps raise your hands in the comments section!

TW: Mentions of v0m!t!ng, near d3@th by $vff0c@t!0n and h0m0ph0b!@.

Dictionary:

(Y/N)- Name

(H/C)- Hair color

(E/C)- Eye color

(Y/H)- Your height

PS: The reader is the son of Zeus and Hera, which is how he's still alive and young after 4 centuries.

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Essie and Affie fidgeted as they, their grandfather, and their mother walked the short distance to their neighbor's house, questions swirling in their heads.

Are their brother and grandmother alright?

What did they do?

How big of a crime was it?

How long are they going to be in jail?

For a couple hours? The whole day? A week? A month? A year? For the rest of their lives?

The sisters became dizzy, equally as worried and anxious for Selever and Rsch as their mother and grandfather were.

"Oh, good!" Sarv exclaimed, distracting Essie, Affie and Krus from their thoughts. "I see their car, it looks like they're home!"

The four walked over to the neighbor's house, and Essie knocked on the door.

"Coming!" They heard someone say. After a couple seconds, the door was opened, and there, in front of them, was an (y/h) tall enby male with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes who appeared to be in his mid-twenties. When he laid eyes on them, he awkwardly greeted them. "Oh, hey guys!"

"Hey, (Y/N)/Hello, (Y/N)." Essie, Affie, and their mom greeted with forced, awkward smiles on their faces.

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Essie's POV

"The truth is, our mother and (Y/N) used to date. We don't know much about that aspect of their lives, because that was four centuries ago, and we weren't born back then, but apparently, their breakup was VERY messy, and they clearly still have a bit of romantic sentiment for each other, so him being our neighbor isn't helping."

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Affie's POV

"We can see how hard they try to hide the awkwardness, but they always end up failing and the tension is so thick you could cut it with a knife. Every time they interact and me, Essie, Selever, Rasazy, dad or all of us are with them, we can't help but feel just as awkward as they do. This ends up manifesting into me pvk!ng on my shoes, Essie holding her breath and nearly $vff0c@t!ng herself to d3@th, Selever getting heartburn, Rasazy awkwardly avoiding eye contact with everyone, and dad giving him a death glare the whole time because he doesn't know what else to do. In short, the whole situation becomes an awkward mess."

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Third Person POV

After Sarv had told them about the situation at hand, (Y/N) agreed to let them borrow his car and gave her the keys.

"Thank you so much, (Y/N)." Essie said, her face a crimson red as her head began to spin.

"You're welcome, gu-" Before (Y/N) could finish their sentence, Affie hvrl3d all over her shoes.

"Are you alright?" Krus asked in concern. Affie, who was covering her mouth with her left hand, gave a thumbs up with her right thumb.

"We're gonna go now." Sarv said. "Again, thanks for letting us borrow your car, (Y/N)."