College!Gods number twelve. I am starting to think I have a bit of an addiction to my own series.

Anyway, you have a nightmare while roomed with Zeus and he doesn’t know how to be there for someone emotionally so he just ends up kinda just trying to figure out what the hell he’s supposed to do.

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A slight popping sound came from Zeus as he stretched his arms. Damn, tonight’s been *good**,* he thought to himself. Not as active though... Eh, whatever. It’s what, midnight? Mortals normally get to sleep earlier than that if they have an actual sleep schedule.

He let out a sigh as he entered his own apartment, one that he himself has been sharing with a mortal for the past few months.

“Eh, they’re probably asleep by now, right?” he muttered to himself, raising an eyebrow as he grabbed a bottle of ambrosia. Ugh, almost out again, he internally sighed. Gonna need to get some more soon.

Just then, he heard a small, tiny sound. Almost like... whimpering? What the hell? It didn’t help that it was coming from your room.

Zeus paused for a moment. What kind of reaction would you have if he just showed up in your room? Last time you hit him with a random brick that you’d apparently found somewhere. Sure he was a god, but bricks hurt, damnit.

“Ah, it. I get hit with a brick again, so be it,” he muttered as he put the bottle of ambrosia away again and went to your room. Upon reaching your door, he knocked. Very surprising, even to himself.

“Uh, you good in there?” Zeus called, his voice even despite the confusion he was feeling. When no answer came, he sighed and opened your door. Though, the sight inside made him freeze.

You were trembling and whimpering, tossing and turning in your sleep, kicking slightly at the blankets. You were having a nightmare.

How the hell was he supposed to deal with that?!

If it was an intruder, he could just shock them with some lightning. If you were cold or something, he could probably deal with only one blanket for the night. But a nightmare? How was he supposed to handle that? He’d never been emotionally close with anyone before! Hell, he barely knows how to comfort someone when they simply get hurt. A nightmare was not something he knew how to handle.

“Uh... Uhh...” he stammered out, looking around the room to see if there was anything he could use to try to calm you down. Or maybe something that could make this easier. Finding nothing, he raised an eyebrow and rubbed the back of his neck. Welp. First time for everything, right? It’d be great if he could think of something to actually say though...