Civil War- In The Bedroom

The silence was deafening in their bedroom. Adharva shed his clothes and joined his husbands in bed. There was space between Mithraos and Eloy.

"You should listen to what he has to say for himself," said Adharva as he pulled the comforter over the three of them.

Eloy looked at Mithraos. On seeing Mithraos' face, Eloy felt bad.

"In all honesty, I was not trying to upset you," said Eloy running his hand through his husband's cheek, looking at the red rimmed eyes.

"What you said is true. I deserved that and much more. I - I knew you would be torn apart by the wolves and I - I let it happen. I always used to justify the distance thinking you are a royal and living that life. Why would it matter if I am close or not? And then, you left it all. I did not even know how to come to terms with that. I am truly regretful of the act, El," said Mithraos.

Eloy looked at him.

"I know."

"Will you call me Mithra again?" Mithraos blurted out. He missed being called Mithra by Eloy. He missed knowing wh