Tired Hands ❚ Apollo&Eros
❚ Taking a step forward and dusting himself off, the young Olympian wasted no time going home and changing his clothing, the first being he wanted to see in all this time was the owner of the unruly golden locks before him. Despite how angry Eros made him sometimes, and despite how irrational their relationship was, Apollo recieved some form of unexplainable gratification from seeing the god's large eyes and untamed smile. "Guess who's home."









