I was listening to Enchanted by Taylor Swift when I was struck with inspo for an Achilles and Patroclus love scene
He stood across the courtyard as the men around me clamoured to put down my suitcases. Time felt scarce, my breaths became unfathomably still when our eyes locked. By Zeus Almighty’s sacred lightning bolt, there was an air of playful invitation in the ways his eyes lingered on me before he finally severed his gaze to face his new destination - away, sorrowful to me.
His garb was more effeminate than usual and he jingled away as the women around him whisked him away. There was one that clung to his side with the desperation of a lover, and I would know it very well.
You see, I was seeing him after an eternity apart and here we were, being unmercifully strung apart again. This playfulness he delivers into my mind is made of moments only we knew, in secret from the rest of the world.
I stood by the merchants and lords as they spoke to the servant that was already sweating at the prospect of increasing his workload.
Suddenly, my leg was struck with a thud.
I spun around to face my culprit, only to catch a glimpse of the man responsible for my woe. My stomach fluttered with joy and my steps were filled with adrenaline. I excused myself and slipped around the courtyard gates to find my muse, leaning gracefully against a fig tree.
“Hello, Pat. It’s lovely to see you again,” his voice melted me to my core as its honeyed allure poured over me.
He wore a deep purple chemise that hung off him in a relaxed manner. It didn’t quite meet the edges of his abdomen as his trousers sat just below his hips. His long honeyed hair fell perfectly as he stood.
“Pthius, my lover. How’ve you been?” I whispered into his neck as I engulfed him in my arms.
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