Pat Twice

Chapter 4

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"You have no idea what I walked into!" Hades' voiced boomed thought the entire house. Persephone eyes popped open, her nap ending abruptly. Who is he talking to?

"This is ridiculous, how could you not believe me?" He must be in the kitchen. Persephone slowly stood up from the couch, holding the blanket tight around her shoulders. She fell asleep so quickly that she forgot to ask for a new shirt. She tiptoed over Cerberus and followed Hades' voice.

"That doesn't matter. She wouldn't have wanted me to come unless she was scared. She said she needed my help." The way he said 'my help' sounded so... pained? He's upset because of me, Persephone thought.

His hand slammed down onto a counter. "If you're not going to do anything, then I'll handle this on my own." Persephone poked her head around the doorway. Hades' back was to her. His shoulders looked tense and his neck was a deeper shade of blue than normal. He must really care about me to be this worked up.

Her eyes followed him as he walked along the counter and opened the refrigerator. She watched as the side of his face was lit up. Hades grabbed an apple, shut the door and sighed into the phone.

"I'm not going to wait around forever, Zeus. I want this taken care of today," he said flatly, taking a bite of the apple. Oh gods, he's taking to Zeus. About me. Persephone's eyes widened at the revelation. Hades nodded at whatever comment Zeus said, and bitterly hung up the phone. He bit into his apple again angrily.

"That moron," he whispered under his breath. Persephone cleared her throat and Hades twisted his head to find her cuddled in her blanket against the wall.

"Oh, Persephone. I apologize, did I wake you?" His voice softened and he tilted his head out of concern.

"No," she lied, giving him a small smile. His face relaxed a bit.

"I was actually wondering if I could get a shirt. I forgot to ask for one before I fell asleep," she watched as his eyes widened slightly, and his eyes drift a little further south.

"I'm incredibly sorry, please forgive me," he said quickly. He left his apple on the counter and sped walked out of the kitchen. Persephone shuffled behind, keeping the blanket close around her.

"Perhaps this will fit?" Hades called down the hallway. Persephone followed his voice, ending up in his bedroom. He held up a large black t-shirt. She couldn't help but smile and raise her eyebrows. His face fell.

"Is something wrong with this one? I can find something else I just don't-."

"No, no! It's perfect, truly. I just can't picture you in a t-shirt. It's so casual, I've only ever seen you dressed up and proper," she giggle, imagining Hades lounging around the house in a t-shirt and sweatpants. He cracked a smile, looking relieved.

"Oh, yes. Well I hardly wear this anymore. So, if you would like you can keep it?" He held out the shirt to her. Persephone stuck out her arm from her blanket cocoon and pull it towards her.

"You'd let me keep it?" She asked, somewhat playfully.

"Of course, if you'd like," he smiled at her, looking at her perfectly adorable face. Her hair slid down her shoulders and trailed behind her. The blanket was tight around her, but she still looked beautiful. She could look beautiful in a potato sack.

"Hades?" She asked, pulling his from his thoughts.

"Yes?"

"What did you talk to Zeus about?" He lowered his face, avoiding her gaze.