I'd woken up early planning to talk to Medein, to apologize for how I had behaved during his tale, as well as for leaving him so quickly last night. I hadn't even given him a chance to say anything before closing the door, having ignored the look in his eyes as I left him alone. I had been no less cruel than whoever had left him alone on that island in the first place and now it might be too late to fix things and make them right.
It hadn't even occurred to me last night that he wouldn't be there in the morning, that he might leave. That I had done something so horrible as to make him want to leave me. But it seems I had and so he did.
So it was that I had spent most of the morning searching the town for him, even asking Stelios if he had seen the man in the picture I showed him from my camera, ignoring the slight curve of his lips as he shook his head. With a pat on the shoulder, he told me to keep searching until I found the young man who had caught my eye, chuckling at the blush that tinted my cheeks.
Luckily, I managed to leave before the involuntary blush totally faded, replaced by quivering lips as I fought not to cry at the reminder of what I may have lost due to my own thoughtless actions.
I would have searched until the sun had hidden beneath the horizon if not for the phone call I got partway through the day, the worried voice of my mom seeming to echo within my head as she asked me to hurry home. It was with a heavy heart that I turned and walked back to the hotel in a daze, conflicted between my desire to find Medein and my need to be there for my parents while my father was in the hospital.
"Medein... Don't make me leave without getting to at least say goodbye,"I spokes softly to myself before, with one last look towards the sun glinting upon the water between me and the island that seemed to taunt me with happier memories, I turned and walked inside the building.
I felt like my heart was breaking all over again and I couldn't help but feel that, this time, I deserved every bit of the ache that throbbed in my chest. After all, I'd done something that obviously caused Medein enough heartache to want to leave me. But maybe, if I gave him enough time away from me, he would let me at least apologize for how I had treated him.
Maybe he would even forgive me enough to give me another chance at being in his life. Even if only ever as a friend and nothing more. If he did, it would be more than I felt I deserved right now.
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He'd lost track of time, wandering the town and the surrounding areas, seeing how far the humans had advanced in the centuries he'd been stuck on that island. It was truly amazing how many things had changed, yet some things would seemingly always remain the same. The clothing might be different, but the mothers still chased after their children as the little ones ran and laughed in delight, reminding him of his thoughts not so long ago.
Even now he could almost envision watching (y/n) as she chased after a small child, mayhap a daughter with eyes that matched the ones he always longed to lose himself within, her hair dark like his own with streaks of green. Hopefully without the snakes, but if they were there, he would teach her how to control them and keep those around her safe from their fangs. Ahh, but maybe it would be a son who would grow up strong like Medein himself was, with (y/n) beautiful hair color to frame a face that held his own golden-green eyes. And if he had Medein's snakes, then he would teach the boy how to use them to protect those who he held close to his heart.
A smile graced his lips as he allowed himself to imagine a lifetime spent with (y/n) at his side, watching their children grow up and leave to find their own place in the world as he and his beloved stayed together as the centuries passed. Time would mean nothing to them as immortal beings, since he would ensure that she joined him in his timeless existence. The only thing that would matter was that they would spend their forever together.
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Heart Of Stone - Male!Medusa
Short StoryA body covered by scars like your skin had been painted upon with a blade, you must find a way to heal your equally scarred heart. But how much healing can be done when the only one willing to look upon you without flinching is a monster, one you ca...