#godofprophecy

Summary: He's been watching you for a long time. He's been interesting in you the day his eyes meet your body. So, maybe he could fall in love with you. Pairing: Apollo x Reader Word Count: ~1,400 Warnings: First love, divine longing, fate vs free will

The sun never tires of rising, just like Apollo.

At such times, he prefers to retreat and rest on the clouds of Olympus, where the gods forget to look. He observes the world because it brings him a moment of inspiration.

That's when he sees you.

At first, he doesn't realize you were different. You were just a mortal walking along the edge of one of Apollo's temples. Your hands held a simple offering, and he heard your voice humming a tune no one else seemed to hear.

The second day, you returned. Just like the third. It became a ritual. You fascinated him.

Apollo leaned over to observe you, sitting on the steps of the Temple of the Sun. He saw then that you were reading an old poem by a young Corinthian poet.

At that moment, he felt something strange within him: curiosity, then intrigue, and finally desire.

Apollo has many supporter all over the world, including musicians, oracles, poets, and lovers. A person's beauty has always inspired him, and you were right in front of him, like a new muse for his future songs. And it was driving him completely mad.

One morning, he decided to make a decision and wished to meet you. He descended from the clouds of Mount Olympus to come to Earth. He approached discreetly behind you to examine you more closely.

"Madam, may I recommend these flowers, freshly picked for you?" the young demigod offered like a gentleman.

You jumped, surprised by the presence of a stranger. "Who are you?" you asked.

"Alias," Apollo said, giving his false identity.

You thanked Alias ​​for giving you a beautiful flower and took it in your hand, a genuine smile appearing on your lips. Your smile made his heart beat faster, a feeling, he hadn't felt in a very long time.

"My name is…" you said kindly. "It's a beautiful name," Apollo replied, making you blush. "Would you do me the honor of walking with me sometime?" the young demigod offered.

"It would be a pleasure," you replied, making the young man smile. A breeze blew around them.

Apollo extended his arm, and you gladly took it, and the young couple began their walk.

It was a sweet moment for the both of you, and Apollo felt almost grateful to have finally met you.

Days passed, and your relationship had grown enormously. You were friends first.

One day, under a starry night, you were sitting next to each other, savoring the moment. Apollo made the first move and placed his hand on yours. They touched as if they were intimately connected.

Slowly but surely, Apollo leaned down and stole your first kiss. You were surprised, by the gesture, but not too astonished. "Aren't you scared?" Apollo asked. "No, just surprised," you replied, then you echoed his gesture and kissed him on the mouth.

Your two tongues mingled perfectly, as if they formed a perfect unity.

That day, the moon finally saw two beings united as if there were no tomorrow.

A/N : Here's the first imagine of Apollo. I Hope u like it . It is my first of him and I hope I don't made mistake in my sentence!!