Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)

Opposites Attract

Athena's Pov

I let out a noise of frustration. “Are you done?” 

“Almost.” 

It was four in the morning right now. We had gotten back just an hour ago when Tristan helped me take off my makeup before drawing me a bath. 

By the time I came out of the bathroom, He had changed and was waiting to put lotion on me because I was too tired to do it myself. 

Now I was standing in front of him in just my cotton shorts and a bra as he massaged the stress from my legs that I tortured with those five inch heels. 

“Done.” Before he completed the word I literally dropped down on the bed. 

“I’ll go then-” I cut him off. 

“No stay. I'm not sleepy, I'm just tired.” 

He settled beside me on the bed and tugged the comforter up to cover us both. “Thinking about something?” 

I sighed and nestled to his side. “Do you think Ares would bring Richard into our basement?” 

Tristan runs his fingers through my hair and my mind calms down with his touch. He's always been my safe space. My comfort. 

“Maybe.” 

“Should I check when we go back?” 

“I don't think they'll let you go in there again.” 

“I guess that's good, I can't see Richard getting tortured. Giving a contract for his death was the limit. I don't wanna get involved further.” 

“Good.” 

Tristan encircled his arm around my waist and pulled me closer so I'd be pressed to his side. His free hand came up to brush a few strands out of my face followed by a gentle kiss on my head.  

There was so much calm in the room that I could sleep peacefully. But some questions kept bugging me. Tristan’s interaction with Adeline, his words when I spoke to him about it and Ares' advice hadn't gotten out of my head yet. 

“When will you get a girlfriend?” 

“It's not a fruit I could just pluck off a tree.” He chuckled. 

“I'm serious, Tristan.” 

His expressions turned weird and he fake yawned. “Let's talk about this tomorrow.” 

I lightly punched his rib in warning. “I know you're not sleepy.” 

He rubbed the spot I hit and rolled his eyes at me. He's always been so disinterested in relationships and secretive about his preferences. I hadn't forced him to say it only because I knew that’s not the prevailing thought in his mind. But tonight, I was genuinely bothered by the lack of answers. 

“I’ve told you before, Thena I just don't want to get a girlfriend right now.” He shrugs casually. 

“But why? There has to be a reason why you feel this way?” 

He looked away with displeasure. “There isn't. I just don't get attracted to anyone.” 

“How can that be possible? We meet so many people, there's so many nice girls at school, in our class, in our neighborhood, at your gym. How can you not like any of them?” 

“I don't feel that connection with them.” 

“But if you don't try then maybe you'd never know who you feel a connection with.”