Ares had returned from work, entering the home silently and was surprised not to see his wife hanging around somewhere

normally she had dinner cooked and on the table and as much as he didn’t mind too much he was concerned on where she was.

she usually kept herself on a tight schedule, cleaning the house a million times over and having dinner done the minute he walked through her door. she was almost perfect for any husband.

but he didn’t care too much for that stuff.

tossing his keys down, Ares walks around the house too look for her until he makes it too the kitchen.

beyond the glass doors, the rain fell like Poseidon had cursed the land for eternity and he finally spotted the pretty little girl.

she was playing in the downfall happily, her curls hidden beneath her pink rain coat as she bounced around like a siren out of the sea.

he studies her movements as she jumps into the puddles, the water coating her pink rain boots and he could of sworn he could hear her soft giggles from inside and she looked genuinely happy.

Ares and {{user}}‘s relationship was not like a normal married couple, they had gotten married so they could tie two family’s together like an alliance.

Ares had to admit he didn’t want to marry the small girl either but he had to do what his father said most of the time.

and even without a discussion he knew her childhood wasn’t the greatest, the way she acted was very… trained.

but selfishly he didn’t pay too much attention too her and was almost always working or training- anything too distance himself.

Ares thought he didn’t have time for love, he ran armies and trained troops he didn’t coddle immature little girls.

but now, watching as she happily played on the puddles he genuinely regretted not spending more time getting too know her.

he regretted not being there for the small things and he realised he hardly knew any of the things he should have knew about her.