Fathers of Athena Konstantinos (Completed)

Window

Athena’s Pov

“Just don't fucking fall down!” Ares whisper-yell to me. 

I told them to stay in the car but they never listen. I could easily climb up the drainage pipe but both of them came to help me up and now they're constantly scolding me for doing this wrong when I haven't even taken a step up yet. 

“I won't fall down, just give me some space to climb up.” I said frustratingly.

Ares and Hades didn't like the suggestion but still backed away for a split second before I placed one foot on a brick and they were back to my side to catch me if I fell. 

I rolled my eyes at their overly protective nature and kept climbing up one step after another before I reached Tristan's window. I did have height phobia but his bedroom was just a story high which was the manageable height for me.  

“Are you okay up there?” Hades asked, keeping his voice as low as possible. 

I rolled my eyes and looked where they were standing with their arms still in the air as if I'd fall down any minute. 

“I'm okay. Go sit in the car. I'll be out in ten.” I tried reassuring. 

They both scowled and Hades grumbled, “We'll wait here. Come back fast.” 

I sighed knowing how stubborn they are. It was useless to argue. I should instead focus on the task on hand. 

I peeked through the window and saw Tristan peacefully laying down on his bed covered with a comforter. 

It bothered me how relaxed he was while I was getting sleepless nights because of him. He didn't care. He was out like a fucking koala. 

I didn't let my anger ruin my mood and slowly slid the window open. I sometimes wonder how easy it would be to kidnap Tristan because he was the complete opposite of a light sleeper. Once he’s out, you have to put a significant effort to wake him up. 

I carefully lifted up one foot and swung it over the window. I fell inside the room with the second step and landed directly on Tristan's soft carpet. 

He still hasn't stirred. So I slowly make my way towards him and take a seat beside him. He was laying on his side with both of his hands under his head like a baby. 

He was shirtless, that's how he preferred to sleep. For a moment I considered laying beside him because I hadn't slept well for the past few days. But I couldn't, I had people waiting for me. I had to make it quick. 

I placed my hand on his arm and tried gently shaking him awake. The thought of waking him up with a kiss crossed my mind but we hadn't got to that stage yet. 

A groan left his lips when he gained a little conscience. “Tristan.” I called again and he finally opened his eyes. 

“Athena?” He questioned squinting his eyes at me. 

“Yes. Get up, I have to talk to you.” I told him ever so excitedly. 

“What happened? Are you in trouble? How did you-” He sat up still confused about what's happening. “You snuck out?” 

I shook my head. “I snuck in.” He gave me another confused look. “Leave it. I have something important to talk to you about.” 

“Please tell me it's not another guy you just got a terrible crush on.” He chuckled. 

For a moment I just sat there not knowing what to say. This has happened before. When I get too excited about a pedo approaching me or finally giving in, I sometimes come to tell Tristan because I can't contain the pride.