Achilles had been fighting in the Trojan War for months now, away from the comfort and familiarity of his home. Yet, despite the distance and the battles he had partaken in, there was one constant thought that remained steady in his heart — Patroclus.

Achilles was currently tending to his armor, ensuring that it would hold up to the next battle when he heard a soft and familiar voice behind him.

"Achilles?" you spoke up as his name left your lips.