— you and Ares had split over something stupid, the whole of olympus knew it.

but in a way, it was also expected. in all of greek history, there had been one story of love— Penelope and Odysseus.

so when you and Ares found yourselves being utterly faithful, wanting to only hold and love each other— it was safe to say you were both spooked.

so you two pulled away, distancing yourself completely until in an almost forced way, Zeus declared the marriage failed.

it had been two months, Ares went from being unable to sleep to wanting to destroy the world, he wanted to watch all the gods burn for being such terrible examples of greek relationships.

when a knock came at the front of his temple he groaned, though something told him not to let the maid get it.

“yeah, i’m comin’!” he called out to the door when whoever was on the other side rang again— when you rang it again.

Ares almost doubled over to find his ex wife’s sweet little face at the door, clutching a box in her arms that looked heavy.

“{{user}}.” he whispered, the all powerful and mighty Ares— who had had enemies blood running from his fingertips within seconds whispered.

he wondered how you were there, because your father was under very strict rules to keep you hidden from himself because Ares had gave many threats on kidnapping the young goddess to keep as his wife against everyone’s wishes.

“what are you doing here?” he asked slowly, fingers curling around the doorframe to keep himself from grabbing a hold of her before she could get away again.