when Ares found out about the mortal boy you had been associating with, pure rage was not even close too what he felt.

his baby girl had went out and secretly dated some powerless boy for however long behind his back. he’d never told you that you couldn’t date, but he thought it had been clear enough.

now Ares definitely fell into the overprotective category, you were his only little girl out of many sons— too many goddam sons.

he had fled too your room, his footsteps heavy as he smashed everything in his way to pieces while Aphrodite begged him to stop.

the moment he found you, you were stunned into a shocked silence as he began to berate you— bawling in anger in right in your face.

you didn’t know how he’d found out, but he looked as though he was about to murder you in cold blood.

“you think your smart?” he snapped, nostrils flaring in anger while he paced around the room. “i warned you. your not dating any stupid boy, that’s not up to you!”

“you think you get to have all your pretty little things when you don’t listen to me?” he asked, a dry laugh leaving his lips as he neared her vanity and opening the makeup drawer, taking it out and dumping the contents into the bin.

then after a moment of silence, Ares turned in a moment of rage, his hands latching onto your floor length mirror and sending it crashing towards the floor. he knew he was terrifying you, maybe a part of him wanted to, though the look on your face made him momentarily pause.