Idia jumps up from his seat with fright, if his mother saw them that meant his father could have seen him as well. "Mother I-"
"No need, I was in the same situation a long time ago. Your father accidentally kidnapped me but he treated me so well. Just how the Olympian angel did to you."
"His name is M/n...He is quite my opposite, so full of life and happiness, while I'm just depressed but I'm not called the Flower of despair for no reason..."Idia hated his title yet M/n thought it to be cute. Persephone could tell that just from their first encounter that it would be something special for both Olympus and Underworld. However, she knew that her husband wouldn't allow it. His pride was greater than peace. "So when are you going to see him again?"
"I'm not sure, maybe tomorrow or the day after."
"You should visit him as soon as you're able, I can tell he enjoyed your company."Persephone giggles as Idia blushed brightly, right before she could get another word in, Dionysus and Hades walked into the dining room. "Hiya guys!!"
"Just like that, I wish to eat in my room again."
"Don't be mean, Idia. The family should eat together every night when we can."Idia sighed at his father and sat down without a word.
In Olympus, M/n was having the same issue but different, Zeus wasn't home that night to eat with Him and his other direct siblings and mother. "Uhh, I guess dad is busy again...for the seventh week in a row... Great."
"Give it some time M/n, He still has to deal with the situation that happened on earth. The humans aren't so happy with what happened."
"Yeah, I know...I'm not that hungry anymore, so please excuse me for tonight."Hera nods allowing her youngest to leave the dining room, the sad aura that hung on his shoulders like a coat, it broke her heart. The others were used to having Zeus with them for dinner but they failed to realize that when M/n was younger; Zeus was always nearby. M/n took to have a late-night fly around Olympus, watching people from above as they either went home for the night or were heading into work. After a while, his wing felt tired and he perched himself on one of the tallest buildings. "Am I that hard to be around? I can't be, can I?*Sigh* Can't seem to do anything right in his eyes anymore."M/n looked to the sky for an answer but there wasn't a way for him to obtain one.
He knew his problems were small compared to others but it felt like he was holding a world made out of disappointment on his shoulders. The cool wind against his cheek was a constant reminder of how high up he was, it made him comfortable. "Even gods have this problem, ah what a crude world this is."
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