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Hyapollo Drabbles: Meeting As Kids

requested by :: @gotstabbedbyapen

Apollo, having great glories even in his age right now. He’s quite young for all his achievements, his physical body just being a young boy far from a grown adult. A true god in the making. Currently, this striking young god is found by a small river. The waters are calm and the grass lays smooth enough to rest in. He lays his arms on his knees as he stares at his reflection on the waters quietly. His eyes narrow as he laid eyes on his own face, he will be great, he will be loved, he has to.

Apollo’s grip on his arms tighten a bit, as he continued staring at himself in this river alone, he felt the presence of another nearby. He felt the crushing grass as the steps got closer and quickly turned back. He expected to see a wild animal approach or a lost traveller, but he was just met with the empty sounds of the winds breeze. He sighed as he laid back on the tree he sat close by.

Though, he felt that presence once more, closer now. He decided to look up and immediately, his face was met with a boy hanging from the tree, upside down. It certainly surprised him, jolting from having someone’s face near him and so up close. He stepped back immediately as his eyes widened. The boy looked at him with a grin and laughed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you that bad!” He smiled, still hanging upside down.

“I just haven’t met anyone quite beautiful like you.”

He felt his cheeks heat up lightly. He sure was one to talk. His messy locks of hair and those young enthusiastic eyes hit Apollo in the heart.

Apollo was no stranger to these praises, his long golden hair and androgynous features were held highly. That is what the people always told him, praised and blessed. But having a boy looking around his age and up so close? It did make him smile, feeling nervous all of a sudden. He felt like the young boy he is.

He shrugged awkwardly at him, not knowing how to respond. The strange boy climbed down from the tree, well he only just jumped off, which surprised Apollo. Seeing him and having a look at his face better, it was lovely to look at him, very certain. The boy stood before him and offered a hand.

“I’m Hyacinthus. You are?” He smiled at him.

Apollo felt a spark rush through him as he saw the bright boy smile at him, he reached out to him, grabbing a hold of his hand and standing up.

“Apollo. Just, Apollo.”