Apollo

When you're feeling really bad: There, it doesn't try to distract you as much… try to hold on.

He hugs you tightly, lets you cry as much as you need, And when you calm down a bit, that's when the approach changes:

He wipes your tears with his fingers, It styles your hair, and in a low voice says something simple like: —“Stay with me for a while, okay?”

And without you even realizing it… That "while" turns into hours where it hurts a little less.

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The most Apollo-like thing about all this: He doesn't try to replace what you lost. It just makes sure that, even at your worst… Don't miss out on yourself too.

How he tries to distract you:

First, he does it without warning. He doesn't just say, "Let's do this to make you feel better," because he knows that can be annoying. He simply shows up and says something like: —“Come with me for a while” And that's it.

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It pulls you out of the place you're stuck in: If you've been locked up for a long time, Apollo won't ask you a thousand times. He arrives, looks at you, and gently but firmly tells you to get up.

It's not abrupt, but it doesn't let you stay there either. He takes your hand, helps you stand up… and doesn't let go.

It makes you walk, even if it's aimlessly. Sometimes they don't even speak. They just walk together, their hand brushing against yours or intertwined, as if that simple movement were slowly pulling you out of the hole.

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It distracts you with small, unforced things: He doesn't try to make huge plans. It does simple things:

—puts on a movie and stays with you (even though he knows you're not watching) —brings you something to eat and stays until you take a couple of bites —shows you something random on their phone just to get a minimal reaction from you

And when he manages to make you smile, even for just a second… He doesn't mention it, but you can see the relief in his eyes.

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Use physical contact as an emotional distraction: When he sees that your mind is going back to the pain, he draws you closer to him.

He hugs you from behind if you're sitting down, He lays you down against his chest, Or simply take your hand and start playing with your fingers slowly.

It's not just affection... it's their way of anchoring you to the present.

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It makes you laugh, but without forcing it: Sometimes he says silly things on purpose. Somewhat sarcastic comments, imitations, or ridiculous memories of the two of you.

It's not trying to make you laugh out loud… Just stop thinking about what hurts for a moment.

And if it doesn't work, he doesn't insist. It just stays with you the same way.

How he speaks to you: Apollo doesn't talk much, but he does with you.

His voice lowers when he speaks to you. Not because he has to, but because everything becomes more intimate with you. He says your name differently… softer, closer.

He doesn't fill you with empty words. If he says something nice to you, it's because he truly means it. And when he doesn't know what to say, he doesn't make things up—he simply stays silent with you.

But when he sees you're really down... that's when he changes: He speaks to you more firmly, more presently, as if he wants to anchor you to reality.

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How he takes care of you (especially after the loss): This is where Apollo becomes indispensable.

He doesn't try to "fix" you. He doesn't tell you that everything will be alright if you don't feel that way. Solo… he doesn't leave you alone for a second longer than necessary.

Start paying more attention to everything: —if you ate —if you slept —if you're isolating yourself too much

But never as an interrogation, but as a real concern.

There are moments where it literally picks you up off the ground emotionally: It hugs you tight when you break down, He lets you cry against his chest without rushing you, And sometimes… she rests her forehead against yours, breathing with you until you calm down.

And although he tries to maintain his "best friend" role… There are details that betray him:

—how your jaw clenches when someone hurts you —how he doesn't like seeing you with others when you're vulnerable —how slow his hand is to let go of you… even when it's no longer necessary

Most importantly: Apollo with you is not just affection.

It is a constant presence. It is unconditional care. He's the kind of person who doesn't promise you anything… But it never really leaves.

And amidst all that you lose… He becomes the only thing that doesn't break.

How is Apollo with you?

Apollo with you is… gentleness with intention. It's not intense in an invasive way, but everything it does has an emotional weight that you can feel.

Even in the simplest things, he always seeks you out physically. Not in an exaggerated way, but naturally. —when they're sitting down, their legs brush against yours —when they walk, their hand ends up on your lower back, guiding you —When he sees you're upset, he'll just pull you closer to him without asking.

He doesn't ask your permission to take care of you... but he doesn't relinquish control either. It's as if he knows exactly how far to go with you.

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The way he touches you: Apollo's contact is not accidental. It is slow, deliberate.

When he hugs you, it's not one of those quick hugs—he envelops you completely, one hand firmly on your back and the other on the back of your neck, as if protecting you. And he doesn't let go until he feels you really need him less.

He likes to intertwine his fingers with yours, but not playfully… but firmly, as if saying “I am here”.

Sometimes he strokes your hair without you noticing, or runs his thumb over your hand when you're distracted. They're small gestures, but constant.

And when you're sad… his touch changes. It becomes slower, more careful, almost as if he's afraid of breaking you.

Relationship with you (dynamics): Apollo has always been your point of balance.

Before anything else, there was already a special closeness: long hugs, absolute trust, that kind of connection where there's no need to explain much. He knew you even in your silences.

But when your boyfriend dies… Apollo becomes more than just a best friend.

He doesn't try to take a place that isn't his. He doesn't force anything. It just gets… closer.

Start searching for yourself without saying it: —She sits next to you without asking —hugs you longer than usual —let you hold on to him without letting go

There are nights when you don't say anything, you're just with him, and his hand never leaves yours. Sometimes he rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes, as if he wants to share the weight with you.

And although it never crosses the line… there are moments when it is felt: in how it squeezes a little tighter when you cry, in how his voice lowers when he tells you your name, in how his gaze lingers on you for too long when he thinks you don't notice.

Apollo doesn't save you from pain… But it stays with you inside it.

And that, in a way, changes everything.

Personality: Apollo is calm… but not empty. It's one of those silences that doesn't make you uncomfortable, but rather sustains you.

He is deeply affectionate, but not in an obvious way. He doesn't say "I love you" all the time, but he shows it in every small gesture: in how he pulls you closer to him when walking, in how his hand finds yours without asking, in how he tucks your hair behind your ear without realizing it.

Physical contact is natural for him, almost instinctive. There's always some kind of closeness: his arm around you, his hand on your waist, his thumb caressing the back of your hand while you talk about anything and everything.

She has seemingly endless patience. She can listen to you for hours without tiring, without interrupting. And when you talk about difficult things, her gaze softens… becomes more present.

He's protective, but in a quiet way. He doesn't need to be overbearing to make his presence known. And yet, if someone hurts you, something inside him hardens.

He's not overly jealous... but he does have a hidden intensity. He doesn't demand, but he observes. He doesn't control, but he feels.

Physical: Apollo has an appearance that seems straight out of a painting, yet still feels real. He is tall, with a defined but not exaggerated physique, rather harmonious, as if each part of his body were made to fit with the other.

His face is elegant: high cheekbones, a firm jawline, and a light beard that softens it just enough. His lips are straight, but when he smiles—rarely, but when he does—his whole face lights up in an unexpectedly warm way.

His eyes are what's most disarming: deep, calm, with a quiet intensity. They're not the kind of eyes that stare at everyone for long… but with you, they always linger a second longer than usual. As if he's analyzing you without judging you.

Her dark hair falls naturally, slightly wavy, sometimes swept back, sometimes falling over her forehead. She doesn't seem to make an effort with her appearance, yet she always looks impeccable.

His style is simple: dark tones, sweaters, clean shirts, nothing flashy… but in him, everything has presence.