Death of a Bachelor

For a brief moment Michael felt awful about bringing up the topic to the red-head. It wasn’t hard to realize that Grior had probably, at one point, had aspired to carry on his lineage when he was alive, but that had been lost to him when he died. “Oh,” his voice came off as being somewhat flat for a moment, but soon picked up as he continue. “Well, maybe one day you could meet Nathan? “ He looked away from the man briefly. “If that’s even allowed.”


“Please Ginger,” He said, particularly stressing the please. “Let it go,” His gaze matched Grior’s, he didn’t want the other man getting involved in this. Cashmere was unpredictable. She would use his anger against him. As well, as much as he resented her, he didn’t want to see her hurt… she was still his sister and she was all that Nathan had left.

“Seriously dude, is there like nothing you can’t do with your powers?” Michael’s tone was amusing as he relaxed slightly in Grior’s hold, feeling the sunlight re energize him slowly. It was still rather cold, so the sunlight wasn’t as effective as it could have been. “Thanks man, I really appreciate this,”  He chuckled slightly as he continued to speak. “ Excluding the squid attack, I think this was a rather successful date,”

Michael didn’t let his emotions show. Mostly because he didn’t know how to react to that particular news, a part of him wanted to break down right there but he managed to hold it in and keep himself calm, although his face became more expressionless and he was quiet for a long while afterwards.

Michael smiled weakly at Grior’s comment, it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, at least he was sure that the other man would actively go out looking for his sister anytime soon. Though that only meant that she was on his hit list, which didn’t really sit well with the older Castor sibling.

He really hoped that the other man was joking. “Dude that’s not even funny” he said half-heartedly, sure he was the son of the Sun Goddess but that doesn’t mean he wanted to thrown in fire. He wasn’t even sure how far his heat tolerance and burn resistance went.

So he’d pass and just remained close to Grior, even if that that he would have to endure cuddling close to the man. Though really… that wasn’t a bad thing.