"Hey Apollo," said Lityerses, as he sat down on Apollo's bed and gently shook him. "Time to wake up."
Apollo opened his eyes and stared at Lit. "What time is it?" he asked groggily.
"9:30 am," answered Lit.
"Already?"
"Yep."
"Just give me five minutes, Lit," whined Apollo.
"Can't do that, Darling," Lit said.
"Why not?"
"You have to get ready."
Apollo groaned. He hated mornings. Ironic seeing that he's the sun god. "For what Prince?"
"Your coronation," answered Lit. "It's at ten, remember?"
"Fuck. That's today?"
"Yep," said Lit. "Hey I know you're scared but you can do this. I know you can."
Apollo sighed. "Okay. I'm getting up." Apollo pushed himself into a sitting position and groaned. Did he mention he hated mornings cause he really hated mornings. They were always so early.
"That's it, Sunshine," said Lit, teasingly.
"Fuck you," said Apollo, and to emphasize what he said he flipped Lit off.
Lit chuckled. "Darling, it's the other way around. I fuck you. And anyway we don't have time for that right now. Now if you want to have sex later I won't say no."
Apollo blushed so badly that he temporarily blinded Lit. "That's... that's...uh... that's n-not what I m-meant," he stuttered.
Lit couldn't help but laugh at Apollo's reaction.
"I h-hate y-you," said Apollo, still stuttering.
That only made Lityerses laugh harder.
"Stop laughing at me, μωρός (fool)."
"Darling I can't help it. You're so adorable."
"Shut it," Apollo grumbled.
Lit smiled to himself. It had worked. Apollo wasn't thinking about the coronation or his worries. No, his attention was fully on Lit. "Come on, get dressed. I can watch if you want," Lit said, adding the last comment to further distract Apollo.
"L-l-lit," stuttered Apollo.
Lit laughed again. "Come on, ὁ ἐρώμενος (beloved)."
Apollo saw that Lit had laid a red chiton for him. He turned to Lit with a question on his face.
"Figured everyone was going to dress traditionally today. Thought red would match your hair color and skin tone really well. I mean we could change to gold if you want. I have gold in the closet for you just in case," Lit explained. Apollo had built a closet for his clothes after his trials as one of the many ways he was trying to be more human.
"No, the red one is fine," muttered Apollo.
"Well then we'll be matching," said Lit. Lityerses rarely wore any other color than red. Not Lit had changed yet. He was still wearing a pair of pajama pants and his red cornhusker shirt. Apollo swears that shirt was a part of Lit's personality at this point. Same with his bandanna.
"You're wearing a chiton?" asked Apollo.
Lit shrugged and nodded.
"You realize that means you'll have to leave that shirt behind right?"
"Okay so fuck you," said Lit.
Apollo laughed. "You already said that you don't have time for that ὁ ἐραστής (lover)," said Apollo way too innocently.
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The Crown
FanfictionRejoice. The day is here. The day Apollo becomes the King of Olympus.
