"Patroclus?"
"Hmm?", The dark locked boy hummed in reply.
"Name one hero who was happy." I asked curiously. I stared at his face for a while as he tried to answer my question.
It was wrong of me to think that he looked very handsome from my eyes.
But I couldn't help it.
"You can't, see." I said with enthusiams.
"I can't" The boy repeated.
I couldn't help it. I took his calloused hands in mine and said-
"Swear it. Swear that I'm going to be the first."
The boy looked shocked but I didn't care. I always wanted to speak my heart out when I was with him. Without anything to worry about. Not the war, not the lessons, not anything.
"You're going to be the reason. Swear it."
I half expected him to say nothing but he did.
"I swear it.".
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Achilles' Lyre ( TSOA One shots)
Historical FictionAchille's song was Patroclus. His better half. His soulmate. His heart. His only hope in this world. He was a better man than himself when he was with him. But without him, he was made of Rage. Regret. Guilt and Redemption. The Song Of Achilles One...
