He's Warm

A quick recap: Hot Sauce is Alex Kane, I fell off the hill, and he carried me to his place, and gave me a hug. My mind just couldn't comprehend what was happening except for the fact that we hugged. Oh god, it was amazing. His arms were wrapped around me and all I could think of was him. Yes, I had a mental breakdown. Yes, I stuttered nonstop. Yes, that guy is a demigod but who cares! He sure is a god, a god of hot sauce maybe or hotness, if that's a thing. He was warm. I felt safe. And burning hot.

At first, he appeared to be the crack head I thought he was, but then his soft spot came out. Well now we're both crack heads. Turns out, The Bible is fake. There is something called Gods. And their sons are demigods aka Alex. Alex, that son of a god is walking in front of me leading me home in the middle of nowhere.

We didn't speak a word since we left. Silence passed between us. All I heard was chirping of birds and twigs cracking under our shoes. Alex was fast, I couldn't keep up. He was walking casually and I was running behind him. Luckily. I mean, unfortunately, I was out of breath, so I stopped and said between breaths,'' Hey… Can.. can we take a break?''

He turned around, looked at me with his dreamy black eyes and said,'' Yeah sure.'' I sat under a tree and he sat next to me. His shoulders were wide and muscular. He smelled of fresh cologne. I closed my eyes and inhaled the fragrance.

He decided to break the silence and said,'' If you're tired I can carry you. I did that before you know. It's no problem.''

I turned red. Like tomato red. No, Hot Sauce red. I quickly replied with a tiny voice,'' No. No I'm, fine.'' He laughed, and then smiled at me. His laugh was sweet and soft. It poured warmness to my heart. I was still burning with heat. I looked at handsomeness and returned the smile. I should be overthinking this whole situation, but for some reason, I didn't. He was kinda my savior. I felt safe. If wanted to kill me or something he could've done that while I was partially dead.

'' So, I'm sure you have many questions,'' He started, '' I'm ready to answer. Just to pass the time.''

My mind was racing. He actually wanted to talk to me. I crossed my legs and said, '' Yes! Actually I do have a lot. But I'll start off with this, who is your father?'' I felt like interviewing a celebrity.

His eyes narrowed. He stared into his shoes. I think this wasn't the right question to ask at the moment, I thought. This topic seemed to upset him. I stared at his shoes. He was wearing white Adidas which added a masculine touch to his look. He inhaled and said, '' I don't know. Well, I think I'm not supposed to know for some reason, but Ares said that all the gods claimed me to be their own son. So, I think I'm son of all.''

''All what?''

''All gods,'' he grinned at me. ''You see, '' he continued. ''Each and every god existed gave me a blessing on my birth. It's what I healed you with, Apollo's blessing. Apollo is the god of healing and many other things. ''

''You have powers?'' He nodded. ''You're mom is so lucky to have you.''

He looked into my eyes and I swear I could see them twinkle, he said,'' Yeah I'm lucky to have her in my life.'' Please! He respects his mom. And appreciates her. This is a perfect sign for a gentleman. Ladies, take notes please.

Again both of us were silent. ''Say something Eleanor'', my mind said. My heart was screaming, ''he is so perfect!'' I quickly said,'' When you said I can't enter here, what did you mean?''

''That is… a good and complicated question. You see, this place is only accustomed for demigods. Normal humans can see the tree border, but they will never think of passing the border and entering in here. They just ignore it. But I had a theory.''

He was looking at me while talking eyes fully attentive at every word. I tried not to melt as his stare as he continued. '' Animals can pass, but only the special ones do. Like a bird chirping with joy, something filled of feelings and emotions can pass. I proposed this to Ares, but he said that I was overthinking and that no one could ever pass.''

He looked at his shoes in disappointment. ''You proved my theory. You must be really curious to find out about me so you entered, but I can't tell Ares about you. He'll probably tear you to pieces or burn you to ashes.'' I swallowed my saliva. First of all mister, I was dying to talk to you. Second of all mister, yes, I am hella curious about you. But Ares, he can do that? To which god do I pray in this situation?

''Yes. Please don't tell him. Ever.''

He smiled at me, and of course my heart melted,'' I won't.'' Both of us looked into the wilderness. I stared at my shoes. They were a pair of blue and white Jordans. Alex broke the silence and said,'' Nice style.''

I blushed. My smart mouth blurted out,'' Was that a compliment?''

He let out a small laugh and said, ''Maybe.'' With a smile. Oh my god! He was actually flirting with me. Wait is that flirting? Should I say something back? Did I start the flirting thing? I think I made a move on him. While my thoughts were eating my last two brain cells, Alex interrupted and said,'' Things are awkward between us.'' I nodded. ''It shouldn't be like that.'' Dude. We just met. Of course it's awkward. Plus your god something. That's awkward.

''Yeah,'' I replied. Was he making a move? Wait, isn't that dangerous. Isn't he a god or demi something? I wasn't thinking straight. I was so consumed by the fact that he is like, the finest guy I've ever met. Plus, he flirted with me, so that kinda gives me permission to ignore the fact that he may turn me into a worm if he wanted to.

''Eleanor?'' Yo, my name out of his mouth is a mesmerizing incantation.

I let out a little'' mhm?''

''What's it like being a mortal?''

I looked at him clueless. ''What do you mean?''

He stared at the sky while talking,'' You know like having a permanent dad, and family. Living a normal life. Without having to get up at four in the morning to train, with the meanest god in Olympus, to protect yourself from the monsters that may or may not know that you exist. You know like not being a demigod.''

Well, I got to admit that he was getting comfortable with me. I felt that he was spilling his heart out. But, the problem is that I cannot exactly remember what's a demiguy. I looked at him and said,'' Normal is overrated.''