Tuesday Tales - Foolish

 

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week we are with the Gods of DC and the word prompt is "foolish".

Be sure to check out the other Tuesday Tales by clicking here!

Athena would rather stare at the brick wall than that horse’s ass. 

She bit at her lip. She hoped he didn’t notice. She rolled her eyes at the chuckle behind her. He did. 

She lied to him when she said she only noticed his thoughts because he was the nearest to her. She sure as Hades couldn’t tell him the truth. When she was alone or with one of those hideous devils, she felt to see how far away he was. Her heart felt empty when he was gone.

She tried to stay away from his mind, to leave his memories as a sacred space belonging to him alone. She wasn’t the type of goddess that mingled in mortal’s heads for amusement. The less she had to do with humans, the better. What they did to her wildlife was appalling. 

However, he wasn’t a typical man. And he was doing something to her that she hadn’t felt in centuries, not since Orion. 

And those wings. Wowzers.

Seeing his soul was like ambrosia to her. It was intimate. It was foolish. It was going to get her killed. 

She let go a soft sigh to herself. Good. Michael missed that one. 

The woman he gave up perfection for was perfection herself. Her blonde hair was woven gold. Her skin was soft and supple. She was so beautiful,  artists in Artemis’s day would have gone to war with each other to sculpt her. 

Why would Michael choose a moody, temperamental goddess with an attitude over someone as gorgeous as her?

It was simple. He wouldn’t. She felt her heart sink a little. 

There was a scuffle behind her then a soft moan. She closed her eyes, giving into temptation. It didn’t take much to reach inside of him but things were already getting muddled. She saw the other woman briefly. Then there was a patch with a snake on it. That was odd. 

Then, before he fell into a deep, dark slumber thrrr was one more image in his mind. 

Her. The goddess Artemis.