Eros, overwhelmed by an ocean of sadness, yearned for solace. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks, tracing the contours of his pain. In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only his profound ache.

Seeking refuge, he sought the familiar embrace of his beloved. The mere presence of him provided a fleeting sense of comfort, a glimmer of hope amid the darkness that shrouded his heart. The strength of Ikaris' arms offered a sanctuary, a sanctuary where he could momentarily set aside his burdens and just be.

As soon as he found him, he clung to Ikaris, his grip desperate yet filled with a quiet trust—a trust that Ikaris would hold him, not only physically, but emotionally as well. | @indieforgirl​

                   As their laughs dissipated and a pregnant silence made its way into the room, Eros took it upon himself to fill the ever lingering gap as to the true reason why Bucky had decided to reconnect since their last encounter. With Loki nowhere in sight and the very palpable heartache and confusion he could feel the human emanating, the Titan could infer their relationship was in crisis; from Bucky’s body language, he inferred that he was longing some closeness and companionship; from past experience, he knew they knew how to have a delightful time together. He leaned in, pausing momentarily in search for any signs of withdrawal from James and tenderly pressed their lips together, bringing a hand up to the nape of his neck. | @indieforgirl​

How can I make you understand that I didn't want to fall in love with you?

                        “Neither did I!” Eros retorted. “Do you think this is entertaining for me? Do you think I like begging you on my knees to show the faintest hint of emotion?" If one could really choose who they loved, then Eros had most definitely posed himself quite the challenge. “If I could just regard you as means to an end, do you think I wouldn’t? But I can’t. This is me trying to make the most out of what I’ve been dealt with.” | @indieforgirl​

"it's a lullaby. would you like me to sing it to you? would that help you fall asleep?"

                 Eros eyes suddenly opened, wide as they had ever been, like a young Earthling who’s just remembered it’s Christmas morning. Smiling as if he had just heard the best piece of news he could have possibly received, he used his elbow to lift himself up from his bed so he could look down at his companion. “Oh, I would never fall asleep at that, and yes, please, I would love you to sing it for me,” he answered enthusiastically. “Where did you even learn it?” | @indieforgirl​

Eros: I don’t know how you are still with Ikaris

"Sheer luck, I suppose."

Guess I'm a coward, then - @indieforgirl​

                         “Yes,” the Eternal confirmed without hesitation. “That is exactly what I’ve been saying all along, you never intended to punish yourself over whatever it is you’ve done, you were merely eluding the consequences of your actions. And yes, that was, plain and simple, a cowardly thing to do.” 

I know none would save me, not even you

                             “Saving you from what?” Eros wondered sincerely, since he couldn’t for the life of him identify a single threat currently chasing after Ikaris besides himself. “You keep referring to yourself as this broken thing I would like to fix and you’re not. That is exactly my point, I am trying to make you realize you’re not just damaged goods.” | @indieforgirl

but you're here. so stay.

                       For a brief instant, Eros froze, daring not to move or even speak up, worried that in doing so he’d be scaring away the moment. “All right.” He re-took his seat next to the other Eternal but refused to acknowledge the fact that Ikaris had taken a hold of his wrist, not because he didn’t want to turn his hand so he could take the other’s, but rather because he didn’t think Ikaris had even realized he’d done it and was afraid he’d be quick to move his hand away the moment he became aware of it. | @indieforgirl​

“It’s not his fault he’s in love with you.” 

Loki froze on his tracks, eyes suddenly widening like those of one who had not expected to have such pungent truth hit him like a house of bricks without warning. Almost as if fearing what he’d find behind him, he tentatively peeked at Eros over his shoulder. 

“I know loving you is not something you’d do willingly yourself, but you don’t need to punish him for it.” 

Hard from insulting or assertive, Eros looked infuriatingly calm, like a person who is genuinely speaking from the bottom of their hearts with the best of intentions, and not just because he fancied getting on Loki’s nerves. Ironically, however, the fact that he was indeed being simply good upset him all the same. The Titan shrugged his shoulders. 

“Loki, there’s no ticking bomb, no... dooming, imminent realization,” Eros went on, taking the other’s absolute silence as permission to proceed while he approached him. “He knows everything that you did, he’s aware of... every mistake you’ve ever made, same way you know about his, and guess what? He’s not judging you either. You’re both too busy redeeming yourselves, you’re so appalled by the things you did yourselves that you don’t care what the other did, because you think everything pales in comparison to your own unspeakable past.” 

Everything he was hearing sounded absurdly obvious, and yet on second thought, it was the ever present elephant in the room, that to which they would constantly allude without ever properly addressing it for what it was. Still, part of him feared that this experience was but one-sided, that while he felt that there was nothing James could possibly reveal about himself, about what he had done, that would ever convince them of the fact that he was still by leaps and bounds such a much better being than he himself could ever aspire to be, James was instead growing more and more aware with each passing day that he actually deserved much better company. Then again, he thought, he could have been making much more of an effort to be proper company to being with. 

“Even back when we first met, all you’ve ever wanted was for someone to appreciate you for who you are. Not as a Prince, not as Mighty Thor’s brother... not even as a trickster. Well, not only does he appreciate that you’re not the person you used to be, he is actually in love with who you’ve become. And you’re in love with him. Do you have any idea how... unprecedented that is for him?” At this point, the Prince of Titan couldn’t help becoming emotional himself, his heightened empathy all but overwhelmed by both their latent feelings they were failing to express and yet exuded through their every move. 

“His life got taken away from him at its prime and then thrusted back with a billion pre-conceptions he couldn’t even remember. As far as he’s concerned, he’s damaged goods, he is beyond redemption, which is exactly how you feel about yourself. So will you just stop trying to convince him otherwise and relish on the fact that someone you love loves you right back? Have you got any idea how rare and precious that is? How dare you try to turn your back on it?” 

Eros needed to pause in order to take a breath, having gotten more carried away than he had anticipated, perhaps because these two people’s feelings were so palpable and yet so secretive it drove him mad, he himself having a few emotional affairs to sort out already. 

“You think everyone else thinks you’re not trustworthy, well, guess what? You trust yourself the least. There’s no angle. There’s no ulterior motive, there’s no glorious purpose, there’s nothing, you’re just in love. With the one person who is just as shocked as you are than anyone at all could love him at this point, you two are quite literally one in a trillion. Now give me one good reason why you shouldn’t grab onto this for as long as you can.”  

To neither’s surprise, Loki said nothing. Eros inhaled, suddenly overcome by a sense of peace that he knew could only come from his perceiving that the God of Mischief had at last made up his mind. 

“I wish we could have met right now,” whispered the Knave of Hearts, faintly shaking his head with regret as he watched him closely. Back in the day, centuries before, he had been enchanted by the young prince’s potential, having sensed with him a cunningness and drive unlike any other he’d ever seen before, positively electrified by his mere company. 

Neither one had been prepared at the time for anything like what their current incipient relationships promised to be, something that would surely become even more fulfilling than they could have ever anticipated. And yet, a small part of him would forever wondered what could have been if instead they had first met as the people they currently were, and not as the inexpert, lustful, privileged brats they used to be. 

“I love you for who you are too, by the way,” Eros reassured him with a soft smile, bringing a hand up in order to tenderly cup the other’s cheek. “I want you to be happy. You deserve to be happy. You may not agree, but... you do.” 

After having pressed a fervent, lasting kiss to his former lover’s cheek, Eros disappeared. 

                    "You know, what’s more pathetic than that is that you actually believe it!” As a rule, not only because he possessed the innate ability to sense and project every emotion felt within a room whether he wanted to or not, but as a personal choice. Ikaris had been the first being ever —unless since he had cut all ties with his family— to defy such a decision, putting his patience to the test almost constantly. “Someone created you to control you, and rather than question it, you’d rather hurt everyone who’s ever loved you just to do the will of someone you’ve never even seen!” | @indieforgirl​

“ i know it’s selfish. god knows, ever since we met, i’ve been the reason behind every threat and danger that’s come your way. but… i honestly can’t say that i’d change a second of it. “

              It was the first time Ikaris had ever displayed any sign of emotion, and what’s more, it was also the first time in which they had been interacting about anything without turning to a flirtatious subtext, meaning the superficial behaviour that had served them both as a comfort zone while they made the most out of their palpable physical connection. Positively moved, Eros could only smile, reaching out a hand to extend a tender caress on the other’s cheek with the back of his fingers. He hadn’t yet realized but that had been, in fact, the very first time they had ever touched, properly at least. How fortunate that it hadn’t been lustful in nature but sheerly gentle instead. “You don’t antagonize everything you once knew and make your way quite literally across universes without making a foe or two,” he reminded him with a playful smile. “I’ve thick skin, I’ve survived worst—— don’t worry about me,” he genuinely reassured him. “We’ve got infinity in front of us and eternity ahead of us... We’re bound to gather a few allies along the way, too.” | @indieforgirl​

‘i take all the negative emotions and just bottle them and bury them and they never come out. i’ve basically never been better.’

                     “How entirely sure are we that flying isn’t your only superpower and that what comes shooting out of your eyes is in actuality pent up and poorly-handled emotions just needing a way to be let out one way or the other?” Eros joked with a subtle, warm smile as he ran his hands up and down between Ikaris shoulders and his chest in an attempt to soothe him. “Obviously, I’m not expecting you empty every single bottle out overnight, but... you don’t have to bury everything. Maybe there’s one thing or two you can spare, don’t you think?” | @indieforgirl​

ENVÍA ‘ 💭 ’ PARA QUE MI MUSA CONFIESE UN PENSAMIENTO SECRETO ACERCA DE LA TUYA: Para Eros

                          "I know I can help him. I could help him... get in touch with what's really bothering him, I could help him work it out, I could help him get better, find some peace with himself—— if only he'd let me. I don't... I don't mean manipulate him, I don't mean I would change how he feels, I just mean... I would just listen to him! You know? Let him talk it out, help him put the pieces together... Like Loki does with you." That last had been an assumption he hadn't meant to reveal, something he had perceived without every trying to.