#postwarcomfort

Summary: She doesn't talk much about what she saw. But with you, she doesn’t have to. You’re the silence that brings her peace. Pairing: Alexia x Reader Word Count: ~1,000 Warnings: PTSD hints, soft fluff, spoiled of the tv-show

The wars are over. Mortal and immortal can finally feel a moment of peace and security.

But you and Alexia felt a sense of injustice. You had both lost a loved one: Heron. Heron, your friend, who gave her life to save all peoples.

So, on a beautiful summer evening, you gathered to talk one last time. "Alexia," you said, seeing him in the distance. "You came," she replied with a smile.

"Yes, we must meet one last time," you said sadly, knowing that this might be the last time you would see her before returning to the mortal world.

Silence.

"I hope we'll see each other again despite my return to Earth," you said, looking at her, and especially insistently. "Of course. But just like Heron, you too will leave," she said, sighing sadly.

"One day. But for now, I'll enjoy life for Heron," you said with determination, and above all, to respect the choice of your friend who died a hero. "Of course, you're right," she said with an encouraging smile and a face you knew all too well.

You approached her and rested your forehead against hers. A gesture you'd continued to make ever since you'd known each other. Your head lowered slightly to kiss her cheek lightly.

"We could make a pact," you suggested carelessly, making Alexia's face light up. "Why not…" she thought, and they were both surprised by a magnificent black raven flying in front of her, and they both knew it was the sign.

The promise could thus be kept between the two friends.

A/N : First imagine of Alexia! I hope u like it. It's short but she is not my favorite character in the show.

I am going to write two alexia's imagine and maybe tomorrow I wil write about Apollon!