The Unknown God/Goddess

Making Up

Austin's P.O.V

It's been another week since Mine decided to stay for good and another week of no Rafaela. If Rafaela wasn't going to come to me, I was going to come to her. I'm determined to get my lover back. But if she decides to leave me, might as well say it in front of me and not cut ties with me. 

Mine and I still didn't have the talk of how I realized I was not father's offspring. Yes. I believe she's waiting for me to say it, otherwise she'll see herself as a meddlesome friend. 

"Are you really going? I mean, she's the one who did you wrong." I shake my head, disapproving Pharsa's idea. 

"You'll know soon when you and Sarah are in a relationship." 

"So, you like Sarah, huh." Mine nods her head, totally getting where Pharsa was coming from. 

"Oh, shut up, you NBSB." Mine sighs. 

"Shut up, whore." 

"Why you little-" 

"Like I'm saying, I'll be back soon if it isn't going to end well and if it does, I think I'll be back tomorrow." I interrupted their pre-argument. 

"Okay, okay." Pharsa says. 

"Be sure to tell Mine everything." 

"Fine, just go!" Pharsa shoos me away while Mine gave me a thumbs up. 

It wasn't that long when she refused to hear me and now we're already talking, almost back to normal, as if nothing happened. I give her a thumbs up too, acknowledging her cheer for me. 

"See you," 

I take my time walking to where Rafaela was. It wasn't because I was nervous or that we'd be awkward, I was thinking of finally taking a walk and not teleport. I want to walk the sidewalks where we always walk. The familiar faces of her neighbors and the smiles that Rafaela would give them every morning. 

The last time I saw Rafaela was when they were hiding in that bush. I wonder how they found us. I picked up some wild flowers, and I had to make sure there wasn't a sign for picking up flowers. I proceed to knock on Rafaela's house door. 

A few seconds later and gusts of winds coming through, the door finally opens. It was Mr. Wilson. He was genuinely surprised to see me and the flowers in my hand. 

"Y-Your Highness," 

"Good morning, Mr. Wilson. Uh, is Rafaela home." 

"Did you two not break up then?" 

"WHAT? We broke up? Since when?" 

Mr. Wilson had this troubled look on his face as he tries to recall the series of events that happened in this very house. He opens the door wide for me to come in and so I did while he reminisces. I sat on the living room sofa and waited for him to remember. 

"Well, there was the first day of the week last week? She told me you dropped out of school?" 

"Yes, I dropped out of school." 

He racks his brain hard enough to make him sweat. I felt bad, but I want to know too. If only I can read minds, or see memories, that would be helpful. 

"She said she made a mistake and you dropped out of school. I think she connected the dots herself and thinks that you've broken up." 

It does seem like I'm avoiding her. But I wasn't and this was going to end now. 

"May I ask where she is?" 

"She's in her room, like any other day." 

"She's always in her room?" Mr. Wilson sighs and looks up the stairs. 

"Yes, she is. I think she really feels bad." 

I stand up and grabbed my bouquet of flowers. Not really a bouquet, but three tied-with-a-string flowers. 

"I'll go and talk to her, Mr. Wilson." 

"Thank you, Your Highness." he bows his head to me, showing respect.

"Please, you don't have to bow your head. I do not think of myself as the Prince anymore." before Mr. Wilson could say anything, I walked fast to the stairs and ascended. 

I inhaled and exhaled until I finally reached Rafaela's room. I held the flowers in my hand tightly and knocked on the door. I already feel my knees giving out. 

"Dad, I told you I don't want a teddy be-" she realizes it was me and her mouth instantly locked. 

"Rafaela,"

How I've missed calling out her name and seeing her face. It wasn't supposed to be this emotional but I was just too glad that I kissed her on the spot. These lips. The soft texture. The warmth of her mouth as I deepen the kiss even more. She didn't seem to fight back. She let me do as I please. 

"I thought..." she trails off, not wanting to say any more. 

"I was waiting for you to say something and the first thing I heard was us breaking up?" 

"Oh," she looks down at her hands and notices that I was bringing flowers. 

"These are for you." 

"But I'm the one who did you wrong, Austin." I shake my head. 

"Can you tell me what you're thinking?" 

She refuses to look me in the eyes and grabbed my hand gently. 

"I was afraid you wouldn't want me anymore." 

"Is that how relationship works?" 

"Well, no." 

"Then how do relationship works?" 

She fumbles with her words, finding the right words to say. She didn't think about it and the words in her mouth completed not one simple sentence. It was adorable to look at. How flustered she was getting because of me and how this felt natural. 

"It's a mixture of jealousy and understanding. Uh, mixture of 'yes' and 'no'?." 

"Why are you asking me? I don't know how relationship works." she pouts and gives it another thought. 

"It's love and respect." she gives me her final answer. She looks me in the eyes and stared me down, not once faltering. 

"Then whatever your decision of us becoming from here on out, I will respect."

"But it's-" 

"No, buts. Sure, if it's yours but no other buts." 

She takes another minute to think about it. 

"Can I be selfish then?" 

"Whatever you want." 

I give her the flowers and she accepted them. She looks at the flowers one by one. She looks like she's counting her options and weighing them. Her beautiful green orbs searching and searching. It was quit dark at the moment. It was said that a thunderstorm was coming. Her green orbs looked like an angry sea. Her straight nose and her beautiful, delicious lips. 

I've missed all of them. How her hand would fit right into mine and how we'd cuddle. We were inseparable before and now that I've drew the line between humans and gods, I don't think I'll see Rafaela the same. She's fragile, she's beautiful, she's earthy and she's mine. 

I will do everything I can to protect her. To make her mine again. If she says 'no' here, then I'll court her again. I'll make her love me again. 

"I was afraid I was going to be a nuisance, but these past few days just didn't sit right with me." 

I stayed quiet. I didn't want to ruin her monologue. She thought about it hard. I could tell by how her brows were scrunched up together, forming a slight, non-visible crease. 

"I think like is too, too light for me now." 

"Then what are you feeling?" 

I push her inside her room softly. I close the door behind me and let out foreheads touch, which was hard because I was tall, since I was Austin. 

"I think I, I love you." 

"You sound so cheesy." I giggle.

"It's bad manners to not reply, you know." she pouts. 

"I love you, too. But that doesn't really say anything for itself." 

"You're right. There are a lot of couples who love each other but the relationship doesn't work out." I nod, thankful that she understands. 

"So, what's your final decision?" 

I push her again, until her back hit her bed. I let her sit and I sit next to her, waiting for her word. 

"Can you answer me first?" 

"Hmm?" 

She grips my hand. 

"Will I be taken advantage of if we continue this?"

"You want me to be honest?" I warned her using the tone of my voice. 

"Yes, as horribly as you can do so." she looked determined. Her grip on my hand even tightened briefly. 

Her stature went stiff as she locks her position to look at me. The hand that was gripping mine turned slightly cold. She must be nervous of my answer. She was even holding her own breath, preparing herself for the answer. 

"Yes," she blinks multiple times and looks down at her thighs. 

"Will I be an obstacle when you engage in a fight?" 

"Yes," 

"Then my answer will also be 'yes'."

Normally, humans would be discouraged, afraid and feel burdened, but that wasn't what was happening right now. Rafaela held her head high. She looked scared but she was willing to take the risk. 

"Huh?" 

"I told you, I'll be selfish."

"Hmmm," I tackled her to her bed and rested my face on her breasts. 

This elasticity. I missed this. The fluffiness of her breasts could win against the pillow itself. She hugs my head and kisses the top of it. I smile and inhaled her scent. This was truly amazing. Our hearts were beating loudly at the same time. We are in sync. 

"I'm sorry I tried to do that." 

"Do what?" 

"At the party." with every word she says, I feel her stomach tense up and her chest vibrate. It's odd but I didn't dislike it. 

"All it takes would just be an apology." 

"I was a coward. I'm sorry, okay? It's also my first time in a relationship." 

"Really?" 

"Yeah. It's nice. With just the sight of you, you know, it makes me smile." 

"What did you eat today? You seem corny." I tease her a bit. 

I breathe in her scent again. It never changes, how she smells. It's always the same scent. Is this her perfume? Her body scent? I was dying to know which one it was. If this was her natural body scent, then she'd be perfect. 

"I just missed you, okay?" she pouted, earning a giggle from me. 

"You're adorable." 

I lift my head and kissed her lips. It was a chaste one, as I prioritized our cuddle before anything else. Her soft and war body against the cold temperature. It was the best sweater I could ever ask for. 

"Hey," I call out to her. 

"Yes?" 

"What were you doing that day when Athena came?" 

"Wait, that was Athena?" 

"You didn't hear?" I was surprised when my voice was loud. I purposely made it loud so she wouldn't understand. 

"We were too far!" she defends herself. 

"Right. That was Athena." 

"Mine's mother?" 

"Yes, and Mine's back." a smile escaped from my lips. 

A lot has happened. A lot are catching up. And a lot are still uncovered. So many things that I do not know yet, including the future that I have. But questions are held off for now. I want to savor being by Rafaela's side again. The warmth and the comfort. It soothes me to my very root.

"Really? That's great!" her happy ton entered my ears. 

"It is. So can you answer my question now?" 

"We were really just out for a drive. The three of us felt bad that you were gone and that Pharsa was avoiding us." 

Pharsa was? I heard nothing of us. Oh, well, I might as well tease her using this information. 

"I don't know that."

"Now you do."

"Yes, and now I will interrogate Pharsa when I get back home." 

"Will you stay the night?" she asks me shamelessly, like she's doing it on purpose. The lust in her voice wasn't even covered. 

It sounded so low, and so raspy. My member struggled to not stand up but Rafaela's s*x appeal was just to great that it stood up on its own and hardened on its own. I was already on top of Rafaela so I know she feels it. Her legs shifted and she was a little squirmy. 

"I had already planned that from the beginning. But let's talk first." 

I don't want to seem like I'm after her for her body only. I'm willing to take it painfully slow again. I could always revert back to August if it gets too painful for me down there. 

"Sure," she sounded so unsure. Was she doubting her own self-control? 

"Alright. Then, if you have any questions about my recent actions, you can ask me." 

She didn't even hesitate to open her mouth. 

"Were you also avoiding me?" 

"No, I was waiting for you." 

"Why did you drop out of school?" 

She's so straight forward that I think she wants to end our 'talk' fast. I smiled at the thought that buried my face in between her breasts again. Ah, the fluffiness. I can't get over it. I've plunged my face in between breasts before but hers are the best. It must not be because of the physical attributes since I've had goddesses who have larger breasts than Rafaela before. It must be because we share something that I don't share with the others. 

The mutual feeling of understanding and loyalty sure has it perks too. I'm enjoying the things that I did before multiple times. It even comes with a tingly sensation that makes me nervous sometimes. Rafaela never ceases to amaze me. She always makes my heart pound loud and fast when she does something. 

"I had to." 

"What do you mean?" 

She plays with my hair. I could feel her twirling my hair on her finger. Her other slender hand runs through my hair, creating pathways that I don't know where leads. All I know was that it felt nice. It was a small act of affection. It made my hardened crotch calm down. I felt sleepy with her doing that. It made me feel secure. 

"I was afraid they would show up in school. I can't protect everyone there and I absolutely want no sacrifices. It's better safe than sorry." 

"Oh, yeah. That surprise storm was their doin, right?" 

"They made father do it." 

I still haven't told her about my origin yet. About what I had discovered and how I wasn't supposed to have an ability that relates to darkness. I'll hold that off for now. 

"Okay, I get it."

"No more questions?" 

"No more. Sorry for misunderstanding." 

"It's okay. I missed you."

"I missed you, too." 

"Do you want to sleep?" the both of us calmed down. 

"As a matter of fact, yes." 

"Okay,"

I didn't even know I fell asleep when I woke up. It was already raining heavily and Rafaela was awake too. She was still stroking my hair. 

"Sorry, was I heavy?" I didn't move an inch. 

I was still on top of Rafaela, using her breasts as compromised pillows. They did wonders to my dream. 

"You're surprisingly light, as Austin." 

"Huh. I must've floated in my sleep." 

"You can fly without wings?" 

"Yes," 

"I still learn everyday." she smiles to herself before bringing her attention back to the window.

I sit up and stretched. Ah, that felt nice. 

"You okay?" I ask Rafaela who remained still. 

"I felt numb." she laughs. 

"Sorry," I help her sit up and we watched the rain together. 

"Whenever it rains, does it always have to do with your father?" 

"No. When when there's lightning, it's always him." 

"But you can control lightning as well, right?" 

"Yes," 

"Then, don't you also use it to form thunderstorms?" 

I've never really tried any of my abilities outside Olympus. Wait. That sounded inaccurate. I never used any of my abilities to others even if I do like it. It's always me asking for permission or if others ask for it. Father was too afraid I couldn't handle all of them at once that's why he's kept a close eye on me everyday. 

"That's father's job." 

"Then what were you doing before you came here?" 

"Me? Did I not tell you?" 

"No," 

Huh. I guess I was too narrative to tell her what I was and what I was doing. She wouldn't like it though. Mainly because I'm more active when I entered the human world than when I was in my own home. I was more of the passive one. Always doing what others told me to do. Listening to what they have to say and tell them what they want to hear. I'm always told of what I should do. It was only when I am with Mine that I get to experience me being me. 

"I was kept locked away from the others until the age of, human terms, ten." 

"Deities have no age?" 

"We don't have that but we do have other terms." 

"Oh, please, save it. I'm enjoying the rain. I don't want it to get ruined." I laughed. 

"But I want to know about it next time. Can I?" she asks like a sweetheart. 

"Why?" 

"Well, it's you and you're a deity." 

I hum and placed an arm around her shoulder. The cold temperature was great. We cuddled and watched how the raindrops smashed on her window. 

"You are most certainly right, milady."

"Austin," 

"Yes," 

"Do you not like Pharsa? Or any other goddesses on that matter." 

"What's with the question?" 

I turned my  head to look at her and saw how she's looking so glum. 

"I didn't feel any connection when we first met, so no." 

"Was it different from ours?" 

"Are you kidding me? Of course it was! You had an impact on me that I just wanted you all for myself." 

"I guess you did kinda did that. I mean, you're both Austin and August." 

"What does that mean?" 

"You're narrowing my choices from the very first day we met, didn't you?" I laughed sheepishly. 

"I did." 

She leans her head on my shoulder and sighs. 

"Thank you for taking me back."