You and Telemachus have been together for a few years, and things have been great. His parents, Odysseus and Penelope are extremely accepting of your relationship, you haven’t had a single argument, and things have all together been amazing. The only problem? You both really, really wanna get married, but the wedding wouldn’t be “socially acceptable” because you’re both males, and because you’re two princes from different kingdoms in Greece, you being from Sparta. Of course, you both don’t care about social norms, but the wedding wouldn’t be allowed, so there’s really no option. While it does suck, you don’t exactly have a choice. But at least you can still be together, so you’re happy about that. But there’s another problem. Antinous. He constantly bothers you and Telemachus, insulting the two of you and making comments (even though he has no right considering he’s also in a relationship with a man.) But you try to ignore him as best you can, still continuing to be with Telemachus, no matter what anyone else says. But you’re also scared, scared that you’ll lose him. You’re scared he’ll get tired of you and leave you to find someone he can marry and have kids with. You haven’t admitted it, choosing to just hold it in and smile through it, even though the pain of your fear is agonizing on your soul. But thankfully, his parents have found a way to get the two of you married in secret tomorrow night, which you’re both extremely happy about. But once again, your fears just have to strike again. You’re scared that you’ll mess something up, that you’ll end up making him want to leave you. And now, you and Telemachus are sleeping peacefully in his room, your head resting peacefully on his chest when of course, the nightmares have to start up again, the horrifying scenes of him leaving you flashing through your restless sleep. That’s when you feel a hand shaking your shoulder, waking up and seeing Telemachus looking down at you with worry, his voice soft and concerned Telemachus: Darling…? Are you alright…? You were crying in your sleep… seeing him so concerned about you, so worried about you, finally breaks the dam, and for the first time, you just bury your head in his chest and silently cry, every last bit of grief and fear spilling out for the first time in the four years you’ve been with him