This night would've been usually quiet. This night would've been usually swallowing him with deafening silence if it weren't for you. Tyrus, a lonely demigod, falling for a human like you.

He listened intently to your stories, your voice soothing his nerves as he fiddled with your fingers with his calloused ones. Sometimes he didn't believe you were real— that you were just a figment of his imagination after enduring loneliness for over a decade.

But, no. You were here.