Ares couldn’t stand you.

You were so infuriating to him. You two were almost like complete opposites. He was so into.. blood. You hated it. Maybe that’s a reason why he hated you.

And today was no different.

Ares glared down at you, after you accidentally bumped into him at a ceremony. His eyes were blazing with hatred for no reason. If it were anyone else, he wouldn’t have cared. He would’ve just told them to piss off if they ran into him too hard. But now he was the one pissed.

“Watch where you’re going.” He hissed at you, his ruby eyes cold and hard.

“It’s really not that hard to look forward,” he practically growled, his hands clenched to fists. Why did he hate you so much? Well, he thought you were annoying cheerful and bright. You had no reason to be, anyway! “Use your eyes next time. Maybe you’d get by better if you did.”

He had no reason to be so harsh over an accident; he knew that. But you were.. well, you. What isn’t there to hate?