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Apollo gazes over at Endymion, his eyes as blank and emotionless as the sun, "I'm glad enjoying your time here." It was cold, sarcastic, but Apollo for once felt as if he didn't care. He could feel something sticking in his throat but itgnored it, swallowing away the lump of emotion.
He stands and goes to Hermes' side, sitting down. He a** in a very soft voice, "What do you think is wrong with her?"

After waiting for about 15 minutes, Apollo finally sighs and regains himself. He glances towards Hermes, knowing that Endymion wasn't the only one mad at him. But he deserved it, he was acting like a child, a selfish little child. He stands up, "I need to go talk to him... If she wakes up, Hermes, please get in touch with me somehow..." He finds a wifebeater sitting nearby, for once wanting to feel cold when he walked outside. He slips it on and walks to the door barefoot. As he leaves, he says softly over his shoulder, "Sorry... I guess... I'm just on edge... I know I'm not too pleasant to be around.... Thanks for putting up with me..."
Once he got out on the streets, he felt Endymion's presence easy to track down, but for all the wrong reasons. usually he could find him for his prayers and spirituality. Now he could only sense the burning anger and confusion. He walked unnoticed into the place where he felt the presence and sits down at the bar, two seeats down from Endymion. He glances over plaintively. His tone was soft and low with submission when he finally spoke up, "I have a bad habit of pissing off those I love the most... But that's not really an excuse..." He lights a cigarette, a habit he always turned to when he felt horrible. He did so with a lighter, like anyone else. He slowly continues, "I suppose... I suppose I want you to be happy.... Because seeing you happy makes my life feel a little more purposeful... A long time ago, Diana got mad at me and told me that my love would always sleep, never to wake up... I used my chance to love....... I don't know why I'm telling you this... But I guess if I'm not allowed to love you, I want to see you happy... I know you're confused... I'm sorry, I really am an a** sometimes, you should be happy I was never the one who claimed you. My sister has a temper as well but... Her's always made more sense... I guess what I mean to say is...." He sighs, knowing he was rambling so he paused to take a drag, "I'm sorry you are alive now... It shouldn't have happened... Diana probably should have known better... Despite my 'god' status, I don't know why things happen... but I do know things happen for a reason beyong your or my understanding... And if there's nothing else to be happy about in this world... I'm happy I met you..." He stands up, knowing the the bar manager was eying him for his lack of shoes. He says slowly, "Sorry Dymion..." He walks out, travelling down the sidewalk, hands in his jeans pockets and cigarette hanging loosely between his lips.
((I posted again cuz no one posted for a few days, so I thought Apollo should set things right anyways))

The second he heard Endymion calling his name, he stopped, his heart pounding too hard with surprise to turn and look. He felt the warmth on him suddenly against his back, his arms clutching and he let out a slow sigh. A smile began to slide onto his lips from some sense of pleasure among everything bad that had happened lately. He turns quickly, wrapping his arms tight around Endymion, who was now about as tall as Apollo with those boots. He was clutching the human closer, holding him more than just hugging him, just wanting to have him as close to himself as possible. He felt warm, much warmer than his own body.
He says in a soft tone, "Endymion... You're always welcome with me.... always, no matter what happens. As long as you want to stay, you can...." He sighs, slowly taking in Endymion's scent. He wanted to say a lot more, but he bit his tongue.

Apollo was beaming all ready, but it was reserved. He was beginning to realize exactly how cold it was, when he glanced down at his pale pink bare toes poking out from the bottom of his baggy jeans, and his hard nipples apparent through the thin undershirt. He bites his lower lip, feeling embaressed he had forgetten so much on his way out the door, "Oh, me?.... Uh, a little, but its not bad, no worries...."
He keeps one arm supportive around Endymion he help him as they walked back towards the hotel, "I guess I rushed out a little too fast... But I don't care, I need to get you back... You look like a zombie... I remember you had a fever this morning and..." He touches the back of his hand to Endymion's forehead, "... And you're a bit warm now... You need sleep... and food... Oh jeez, I really have been an a*****e today..." He wraps his arm tighter around Endymion's shoulders, " I'm sorry... I guess seeing Diana like that... it's put me on edge... Please don't stay mad at me for thatdumb comment... Sometimes I swear, by the way I act, I can't be a day over 16..." He glances to Endymion, trying to wrestle a smile out of him as he walks him into the hotel.
As the elevator rises, he feels a strange urge and wraps his arms tightly around Endymion, his body heating up to warm him, like usual, but this time he held on much longer, for the whole elevator ride up. He places a small kiss on his cheek and whispers, "I'm quite a horrible god, you know..."