Ashton Irwin Imagines

BGM - King of the Gods - Greek God AU pt2

Remember this one? I'm continuing!

Caitlin is wriiiiting about things that she doesn't know: a Wikipedia story.

Ashton:
The hotel room was remarkably plain. Zeus was used to gilded walls and ceilings covered in murals of his great adventures. What he got was a room with a single queen-sized bed with clean white sheets, clean white walls, and a clean white bathroom. He almost wished he'd gone somewhere with a Hilton, but that was where they would look. No, it was better here even if it was plain.

He laid himself out on the bed, his new frame barely fitting without his toes hanging off. He'd need a bigger bed at some point. He also couldn't stay in this hotel forever, if he was going to truly blend in, he'd need to act like a mortal as well as look like one. He needed a job, a residence, a dog perhaps. Ah yes, and a wife. Technically, Zeus had a wife: Ashton, however, did not. Yes, for now he was Ashton. He would have to think of himself that way and act that way.

Zeus, now Ashton, stretched his arms up and rested his hands behind his head. What mortal job would he be suited for? He was God of the sky and thunder, and King of the Gods, but those weren't human positions. He cringed at how much he was going to have to lower himself. No. He wasn't, Ashton was. Ashton was not King of the Gods or God of thunder and the sky. Ashton was human. He could be a weatherman. Zeus knew that humans were obsessed with the weather in the sky, that made his ability to manipulate it the best job for Ashton, he'd never be wrong!

He'd need a house to live in, a tiny hotel room wouldn't work for him for too long. It couldn't be too large either, that would give him away. He'd have to find some nice, quaint house somewhere. Perhaps the most useful thing he could do was marry, surely they would never look for him among married men. Zeus was not known for his commitment. It was a small town though, there wouldn't be many girls near his mortal form's age to choose from. Perhaps that woman he had met earlier, Y/N, she seemed attractive from what he'd seen. He would make a point to stop there the next day and ask her on a date.

With a plan now in place, the newly created Ashton closed his eyes, and allowed himself a nice, long sleep.

- 10 years later -

Ashton was lounging at home, bemusing himself with the news as he waited for you to return home. He had delivered the forecast for the morning cycle, and was off until later when he'd have to return to the studio for the evening. He usually spent the afternoons with you, but you had taken some time to visit your parents, so it would be a while before you returned.

The sound of the television was interrupted by three loud knocks against the door. Ashton sighed and paused the program to see who he could possibly be there. He certainly hadn't invited anyone over. It was probably a door-to-door salesman.

"Look I'm not interested in buy-" he stopped mid-sentence when he realized who was standing on his porch.

Big blue eyes he'd recognize anywhere, blonde hair that had been allowed to grow too long in his absence, unbuttoned shirt, sparkly shoes. Apollo had found him. "Hey Dad."

Ashton paled and shook his head, "I think you have the wrong house," he tried to shut the door, but Apollo stuck one of his bedazzled boots in the way, preventing it from closing all the way. Ashton could definitely still get the door shut and locked if he wanted, but it would be useless, it seemed now that the best route would be to try and y'all Apollo into keeping his secret. It wouldn't be easy though, of course they'd send the god that couldn't lie after him.

"C'mon, we both know that I know it's you," the lyrical voice on the other side of Ashton's front door sounded exasperated. Ashton didn't know why, he'd only been gone a decade, for an immortal that wasn't very long at all.