Greece x Turkey
Thief/Historical AU

"Get back here brat!" The man shouted, brandishing the piece of cloth which one had been wrapped around the young thief's torso as a passable attempt at a shirt as the thief in question was soon lost in the bustling crowds, easily winding through the market goers until he reached a back alley where he could slip into, undetected by the heavy footed guards from the tomb.
The Grecian ran down the alleyway and knocked ferociously on the door until it opened, allowing him to slip through and then didn't stop running, his loose sandals slapping against his bare feet, until he was wrapped in Sadik's arms, burrowing into the warm silks that made him feel comforted and smelt like home.
"Well done love," Sadik crooned, his rich dark voice lulling Herkacles into a doze in the heat of room as large hands pulled the bag of coins from his belt and a kiss was pressed to his forehead as he drifted into sleep to the sound of the Turkish man's voice and the clinking of gold coins.