Persephone hummed thoughtfully. "I didn't get that far. I guess we'll just have to see, huh? Means you'd have to spend a bit of time with me."
You think your darkness is scary? You haven't seen mine. // oxo // CLOSED
"I wouldn't mind that at all," Hades answered truthfully. "I'll certainly try to get up on top from time to time."
Persephone blinked, the forkful of noodles pausing on it's way to her mouth. "You actually would?"
"Of course I would. I wouldn't pass up the chance to spend time with a-" Hades cut himself short, blushing a little.
Persephone tilted her head, confused. "A what?"
"A pretty girl such as yourself," He mumbled, just the tiniest bit embarrassed.
She bit her lip, grateful for the phone inbetween them so he couldn't see the way her face heated up. "O-oh. Uh, you might be slightly mistaken about that…"
"I don't think so," He responded, gaining some confidence over the phone. "In fact, I'm pretty sure I know what I saw."
"You saw me, likely covered in dirt and wearing an apron that I know for a fact isn't all that flattering." She pointed out, taking another bite.
(Is it okay if I stalk please?)
((You're welcome to!))
(Thank you!)
"Well, if that wasn't your best, I would truly like to know what is." Hades told her, smiling to himself. "I thought you were very pretty in that."
"O-oh." Persephone covered the lower half of her face with a hand, hiding her burning cheeks for no reason. "There really isn't anything spectacular, trust me."
"I think I might like to see it anyway," Hades admitted, tilting his head at an angle and blushing a little bit despite himself - he should try to keep that away more often, it showed up far too easily on his deathly pale face.
"We'll, uh, we'll see." Persephone muttered, lowering her hand after a few moments. "I'm sure I've got nothing on the literal goddesses you've met though."
"Yeah, yeah, Athena and Apothadrite have all tried their share and whatnot. I'm not the person that falls in love easily," Hades told her, blushing again a couple seconds after realizing what he'd said.
((Artemis is the goddess of virginity and maidenhood…))
Persephone wasn't quite sure how to respond to that, stuttering out a 'huh' as she tugged a hand through her curls.
((oOPsies I meant Athena my bad))
He laughed to himself a little bit, uncrossing his legs in the chair, not quite sure what to say. "It's true."
"Which part?" She asked quietly, finally managing to get her voice about her.
"That you're very pretty to me. Does that bother you?" He asked kindly, not wanting to hurt her, even over the phone.
"No. No, it-uh, it doesn't." She had just needed to hear it again, to make sure he actually seemed to believe it and wasn't just saying it.
"Alright, good," He decided, standing and starting to pace out of habit. Plus, it would give him something to do if someone else came in.
"I'm uh, not keeping you from anything, am I?" She asked suddenly, as the thought hit her.
"Of course not." He stopped and started at the wall of charcoal in confusion. "I don't really have much to do."
"Oh, that's good. I mean, that I'm not keeping you from things." She grew quiet again for a few moments, thinking. "And, uh, what are you doing later tonight?"
"Nothing, as usual," He answered, a small smile creeping across his face. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, I need a date to this party a friend of mine is throwing…" She started, already worrying that she'd regret it. "And I was maybe sorta wondering if you'd be willing to go?"
Hades grinned to himself, looking down at his shoes. "Of course I would. When is it?" One didn't need talent to hear his smile over the phone.
Persephone was a bit startled at his willingness to accompany her, but she smiled brightly, grateful he couldn't see her blush. "It starts at eight."