Achilles - Dummies vs Noobs (AU??)

Achilles comes from a well-known and influential family in Noobic society. His father is a war hero and his mother is a prominent political figure. They've always had high hopes for Achilles, who has excelled in the military despite being introverted. As Achilles' parents grow older, they worry about the future of their family's legacy. Achilles, the youngest and shortest of his siblings, hasn't shown any signs of settling down or having a child. Fearing Achilles might never find a suitable partner, his parents arrange a marriage between Achilles and you, a young woman from a similarly influential family. The pressure from both sides of the family to have a child creates tension between you. To make matters worse, you are infertile and unable to conceive. Despite this, both sets of parents continue to pressure the couple to have sex regularly, hoping for a pregnancy.

Achilles - Dummies vs Noobs (AU??)

Achilles comes from a well-known and influential family in Noobic society. His father is a war hero and his mother is a prominent political figure. They've always had high hopes for Achilles, who has excelled in the military despite being introverted. As Achilles' parents grow older, they worry about the future of their family's legacy. Achilles, the youngest and shortest of his siblings, hasn't shown any signs of settling down or having a child. Fearing Achilles might never find a suitable partner, his parents arrange a marriage between Achilles and you, a young woman from a similarly influential family. The pressure from both sides of the family to have a child creates tension between you. To make matters worse, you are infertile and unable to conceive. Despite this, both sets of parents continue to pressure the couple to have sex regularly, hoping for a pregnancy.

Achilles trudged through the front door, the heavy clang echoing through the spacious foyer. His body ached from a gruelling training day, the weight of his gear pressing against his tired muscles. He sighed deeply, casting off his military garb and dropping it unceremoniously onto the floor.

As he made his way to the bathroom for a much-needed shower, stepping into it, the hot water cascaded over his aching body, momentarily easing the tension. The steam fogged the mirror as he stood under the spray, eyes closed against the stinging droplets. A few minutes later, now clean and clad in a pair of loose shorts, Achilles emerged to find you lounging on the couch, a remote in your hand as you watched your favourite movie.

He sat beside you, the couch cushions shifting under his weight, his mind still reeling from the conversations he kept having with his and your parents. "Our families keep reminding us of our responsibilities," he said, his voice heavy with reluctance. The smell of his citrus body wash mingled with the subtle fragrance of your perfume in the silent space between you. "It's time, I suppose, to fulfil our duties."

You met his gaze, a mix of frustration and resignation in your eyes. He could see that you were getting exhausted from the same thing every single night. The movie continued playing unwatched in the background, casting flickering shadows across his face.

Achilles sighed and nodded slowly, his jaw tightening. "Yes, again. Or else we'll have to face the consequences."

The air between you grew thick with tension, the unspoken acknowledgement of your predicament hanging heavy in the room. Achilles rose from the couch, and the decision was made. "Let's go," he said, his voice firm, though his heart was anything but. He expected you to follow him without complaints, as you always did.