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eeunoia · 2 years ago

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Greek Myths

HADES & PERSEPHONE

pairings: jake sim x reader

synopsis: as you caught jake sim’s attention, he couldn’t stop himself for wanting for you to be his and so he kidnaps you and took you to a place far from the people you love.

word count: 10k

important note: i originally planned to write enhypen as greek gods but then i didn’t find some love stories that i like so i end up using some love stories that aren’t greek gods. also these are like modern versions of greek mythology love stories.

warnings: grammar errors, kidnapping, mafia!jake, curses. let me know if i missed some!

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“This is fucking boring.” Jake uttered under his breath before taking another sip from his wine while roaming his intimidating eyes around these people.

He heard the person beside him, his friend, chuckling. “I see you’re enjoying very much.” he teased that made him roll his eyes while he slid one of his hand inside his pocket, the other still holding his glass of wine.

He kept his placid expression over his face while watching the guests around interact with each other. To be invited at this gatherings was nothing new for the young man, but to actually be present to them is what is rare.

If you’ll ask Jake what he hates the most, he’s answer would be humans. Funny, since he’s part of the community he hates the most. It’s just he thinks the main source of evilness in this world is none other than humans themselves. They can be very deceiving.

“Come on dude, it’s Jay’s birthday. Try to be a supportive friend and show that you’re happy to be here.” Sunghoon have his usual smirk as he say those words to his friend. If Jake hates crowds, his two best friends sure loves it. He doesn’t even understand why he’s friends with them at the first place. They have a lot of differences.

“Isn’t my presence enough? He asked me to come, not to enjoy.” he deadpans which made his friend chuckle, clearly having a great time seeing him slowly losing his cool.

Sunghoon taps his shoulders, “Chill, dude. Loosen up a bit.”

He rolled his eyes off from his friend and back to the crowd of people who’s interacting with each other. He felt disgusted just by watching them flashing those fake smiles and talk about whatever shits they were blabbering. It’s pathetic how they all act like they all get along well and won’t point gun at each other when things go downhill.

That’s the thing about people, they’re good at pretending. In this world, Jake never met a single pure soul. All of them are deceiving, cruel and selfish.

He was still roaming his eyes when it settled and stopped at the unfamiliar pretty face that caught his attention. Jake was at dazed, seeing you smiling and laughing at the person next to you. For the first time after a long time, he actually found himself admiring somebody.

“Hoon,” he called the attention of his friend. “who is she?” he added, eyes not leaving you.

Sunghoon glanced at his friend, confused at first but as he heard his question, his eyes turned curious while following his line of sight. A playful smirk appears over his lips, “Oh her? She’s y/n. The heiress of Chois.” he said then glanced back to his friend.

He doesn’t exactly know what to feel to see him actually interested over someone. It was new for him since his friends were always drowned with work and usually hate interacting with people. This is actually a good step for him so he kind of feel glad for him.

Sunghoon decided to be more helpful and give more informatios he knows about you in hope that Jake will get more interested towards you without actually realizing the other young man was already down bad. The other information that his friend continued blabbering was just a background music for him. All he can think about was your name and your beautiful face and how he wanted you all for himself.

“Jake?” he calls out his attention when he noticed how he’s not listening at all.

He lets out an amused chuckle, “Dude what the fuck? I can’t believe you’re being lovesick at somebody you just saw.” he joked but Jake was too occupied to even listen to him.

Jake finally managed to snap out of his trance and he gazed away, taking another sip from his wine. He avoided taking glance to his friend who’s already ready to tease him bad. He knew him very well so he tried his best not to look at him.

“Do you need help getting introduced?” he asked that caught Jake into the trap. He quickly glanced to his friend which he regrets pretty much quickly. He was giving him those annoying teasing smile.

“Dude, you’re ridiculous! Are you being serious right now? I’m telling Jay.” he said continuously that made him irritable.

‘Can he stop being annoying just for once?’ says Jake’s inner thoughts.

“Fuck you.” he cursed his friend only to be responded with a chuckle.

He found himself staring at you once again, admiring your beauty, completely clueless about the pair of eyes watching you carefully. Jake’s thoughts were filled by a lot of things but one thing’s clear for him, he wanted you for himself. He will do anything to have you. Anything.

It was obvious how he’s down bad to you that it wasn’t a surprise anymore for his friends to heard from him sooner. They were summoned here on Jay’s office because apparently, their friend, Jake, needs help with something.

“Didn’t you heard what I just said?” his friend’s tone was amused while looking at Jake. He kept his thoughts altogether, ignoring the fact that they are now making fun of him right after he said he still wants you.

“She’s already arranged with somebody else.” Jay repeats himself like as if Jake didn’t heard him the first time. It made the latter annoyed as he clicked his tongue at the side of his cheeks.

Sunghoon was smirking while watching Jake get all pissy after hearing about you being arranged by someone named ‘Nicholas’. They don’t know who that was and honestly, he’s somehow thanking him because they got the chance to see pissed off Jake.

“Didn’t you heard me too? I said I don’t fucking care.” Jake deadpans before running his hand over to his hair, trying to calm himself.

Jay lets out a heartly laugh as he rest his back at his swivel chair, watching Jake carefully. He couldn’t believe this day would come. The day where Jake Sim will be interested with a girl— no, scratch that, he’s down bad.

“Dude, its the Choi’s we’re talking about okay? I bet they already made the arrangements because of business merging. I can’t remember you owning something align with Hotels and Restaurants?” Jay trying to punch some senses back into their friend’s mind.

Jake taps his shoes impatiently at Jay’s office floor. “Yeah, Jay’s right dude. I heard these marriages are hard to stop once arranged. You wouldn’t get her.” Sunghoon said with a playful smirk. Jake glanced at him with that cold stares, unamused.

“Unless you kidnap her and take her somewhere nobody will find the two of you.” he added. Jake’s mind wandered off, really considering the idea his friend just gave him.

“Hoon!” Jay spats, “Did you just gave our friend an idea?”

The accused person laughs, “What? I’m trying to be a good friend here.” he tried defending himself. Jay shakes his head and looked back at Jake’s direction. He was obviously spacing out, like carefully plotting something inside that pretty mind of his. Whatever it is, Jay’s pretty sure its something not good.

He sighs, “Jake, don’t tell me you actually consider that? Come on, you’re smarter than this.”

“Hey, what’s that suppose to mean?” Sunghoon commented only to earn a short glare from Jay, silently telling him to shut his mouth.

“Jay...” Jake finally snapped out from his trance and he calls his friend’s attention.

Both of them turned their heads at his direction only to see him thinking deeply, “Is the island you were offering to me a month ago still available?” he asks that made Sunghoon smirking and Jay sighing heavily.

“Your Father is here, Ms. Y/n.” your eyes shifts from all your piled paper works towards the intercom after hearing your secretary’s voice.

A sigh left your lips as your hand trailed lazily towards it to press the button, “Let him in.” you said quickly and you heard a faint knocks from your office door moments after.

Soon enough, you saw your Father entering your office with his usual work clothes. You pushed yourself away from your table to freely stood up and greet him. He laid his arms, beckoning for an embrace which you gladly gave into.

“How are you sweetheart?” he asked and even placed a kiss at the crown of your head.

You pulled away to flash a small smile at him, “Busy. I have a lot of proposals to review and some of them are actually scheduled at the end of the week so I have no choice but to finish them.” you said hinting that you a lot over your plate.

Your Father flashes you his usual half-smile, “I hope you’re not overworking yourself?” a worried tone lingers through his voice.

You pressed your lips together, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’m making sure I have enough sleep.”

He nodded his head, satisfied with your answer. You offered the visitor chair for him to sat down and even asked your secretary to get you guys some teas. As you watch him settle himself down, you can’t help but to feel your stomach wrench in worry.

Your Father is a very busy man. Even if you often see each other at home and he visits you at your office, you’re pretty sure he didn’t came all the way here just to check on you. Time is very precious for him.

After your secretary gave you space, you saw how your Dad watches you with his strict eyes. You can’t help but to gulp and feel a bit nervous about it. He may be very sweet, but he’s a strict Father as well. He wants everything to be in their right places. You grew up with having your whole future planned ahead of you. It is pretty suffocating, you must admit.

He always tells you that everything he does is for your own good. All he wants for you is a perfect life. At the back of your mind, you wanted to protest, but you know that you’re not brave enough to go against your parents.

“How was your date with Nicholas?” he asks pretty directly.

A sigh made it out from your lips the moments he broke the silence with that question. He was referring to the past dinner they arranged with Nicholas. He’s suppose to be the man promised to you. It was obviously a marriage for convenience and you’re against about it. Totally against.

“It was good, Dad.” you shortly answered, doesn’t really want to talk about it. One of his brows raised as he halt his hand from taking his tea near his lips. He was staring at you like as if telling you that what you said wasn’t enough for him, like he’s expecting more precise details.

You glanced down at your cup of tea. Thoughts inside your mind mixed up and shuffled, unable to arrange the situations consecutively in a way that will sooth your Father’s curiosity.

“Y/n...” he sighs and put down his cup. Your eyes snapped at him. “You know that we want you and Nicholas to get to know each other more before we officially announced your engagement, right?”

You lowered your head and finger played at the handle of your cup, trying to absorb whatever lecture your Father was trying to give you.

You aren’t really afraid to speak up to him. Even if he’s strict and intimidating, he raised you to be somebody with principles and the confidence to voice out whatever that is that you want to say. You’re contemplating to talk not because you’re afraid, but more on you’re too tired trying to make him understand.

You get it that they just wants the best for you, but can’t they just let you decide for yourself just for once? They’ve been controlling your whole life ever since you can remember. From which school to study, which course to take, how you dresses and acts. All of it, your parents were the one to decide for them. Can’t you have the freedom to choose the person you want to marry?

This is marriage they’ll trying to get you into. It’s not just something shallow. It’s a lifetime commitment. You were thinking that you can maybe like marry someone you really love. Atleast that they can give you.

“I think we have too many differences, Dad.” you opened up to your Father, hoping they can finally get the hint that you don’t want to push this marriage.

You lifted your head to look at his expression and as expected, he doesn’t looked too pleased at what he just heard. You kept your stares at your Father, letting him know that you are serious.

“You asked me to try and I am trying, Dad. It’s just, I told you we won’t work because—”

“Then try harder.” he cut you off, dismissing whatever that is that you wanted to point out. Your shoulder fell in dismay because once again, your thoughts were unheard.

“This is not just for the company, but also for—”

“For me...” you were the one to finish his own sentence. Pretty familiar already that you didn’t even find it hard to guess what his ending words were.

You sighed frustratingly, “Dad, don’t you trust me with the company? I can make this company going and even make it grow on my own. Please have some faith to your daughter.” you begged.

He clenched his jaw, unamused. He doesn’t seem fazed about what he heard from you as well.

“I know your skills and I know you’re good but the merging will work wonders in both companies.”

You glanced away and put your cup back at the table, losing hope that he would get your point. He did the same thing before he stared right at your eyes, now with more seriousness.

“Nicholas will pick you up later after your work. Don’t disappoint me, Y/n. You need this marriage.” he stated with firmness over his tone.

It made you clench your fist a bit, minds slowly going blank. He stood up and slightly tugged his tuxedo, staring down at you. He’s not very happy at what he heard from you, but he knows you’ll do as he say. You’re his daughter anyway, you are to follow his orders.

“I will leave now and let you resume to your works.” he walked closer and placed a kiss at your head.

You smiled a little, unsincere. He left afterwards and you don’t even know how long you were spacing out after he did. The thoughts inside your mind were playing with how would it be nice to live your life outside the shadows of your parents. How wonderful would it be if you can decide and choose for yourself.

After finally getting over that stressful talk with your Dad, you went back to work. You tried drowning yourself to the piles of proposals in order to shove that thought away from your mind. Just by thinking that you’ll be out from the office a few hours later and will meet Nicholas makes you feel a bit frustrated.

Nicholas is very nice, too nice actually for your liking. He’s also very considerate and a gentlemen. If you’ll be asked, he is an ideal. You just don’t understand why you can’t get yourself to like him.

You lets out a sigh and rested your back at your swivel chair, giving up on reading more of the proposals. You’re not processing any of it properly. In order not to mess it up, you decided to call it a day and leave work.

It was a bit earlier than your usual out, but its fine. You left a text message to Nicholas to pick you up at your condo instead since you’ll be there instead of your office by the time he’s done for work.

The familiar ting of the elevator chimed while you wait for his reply. Your head raised and you saw that there are already two people inside. Even if you find it a little weird how they’re both similarly dressed in a black suit, you walked inside to join them.

The unknowing feeling occupied your system as your heart hammered a bit. Maybe you’re just overthinking things and because of the stressful conversation with your Dad, your emotions were a mess.

You shrugged it off and stared at your phone. As the elevator go down, it wasn’t stopping at any floors. You thought that since its too early for the employees to out from their works thats why none of them are using the lift.

But your heart started to hammer once again when the elevator opened for the first time after you entered it.

Your eyes settled at this beautiful man standing right in front of the elevator. He wasn’t familiar at all. His black hair was pushed back giving more access for you to see his pretty face, his nose pointed, eyes half-lidded and the pretty cupid bows emphasized his pinkish plump lips. He was breath-taking.

When he fixed his coat, that's when you finally snapped back to reality. Feeling all flustered after realizing you probably stared at the man and he saw you gawking at him. You decided to glance away, stepping out from your trance.

He went inside and stood right beside you, his manly scent invading your nose instantly. It was somewhat addicting even if it was the first time to smell it and you’re not sure how to describe how it smelled like.

The elevator ride felt like years, but you can’t even complain. You can still feel your heart racing while remembering about his pretty face. You’ve never seen someone as attractive as the man standing beside you. How can somebody with face like his walks at the surface of the earth without you even knowing?

Eventually, the silence was slowly suffocating you that you started to wish the elevator will arrive the ground floor faster. You got over with admiring him and the uneasy feeling resumed.

“You’re out early today.”

You snapped your head at his direction when he broke the silence. He twist his head slightly to meet your eyes.

“I w-was not feeling well so...” you were even stuttering as those stares almost made your knees give up. You stopped mid-way on what you were saying when you came into realization.

“How did you know this isn’t my usual out from work?” you voice out your thoughts clearly for him.

The person in front of you looked very relaxed that even after you asked him that with tone full of suspicion, he doesn’t seem to be bothered about it. He smirked and roamed his eyes around your face, admiring how pretty you looked right now.

Jake can see how your face are slowly reflecting a worried expression, brows furrowing and gulping multiple times. God, you are gorgeous. He couldn’t get enough of you and today was the day he decided to execute his plan.

“Did you say good bye to your Dad, baby?” he asked, totally ignoring your accusing question towards him.

Your hands shake as you felt cold sweat showers you. “W-What do you mean? How did you know my Dad went to see me a while ago?” you choked on your own breath after making out those questions for him.

He didn’t break from the eye contact, eyes still darted at you with so much adoration. It was overflowing that you can almost see them clearly. It scared you right away and you start to realize that the uneasy feeling you felt moments ago was right.

You glanced at the two black suited man inside. You assumed they’re with him since they’re clearly unbothered about the situation. You clenched your jaw.

Your guards went up when he slightly stretched his arm to reach your face. Quickly, you swat it away and tried looking at him with a brave stare. Jake felt all of him reacted just by the short contact of skin. His smirked grew wider as his heart tumps.

“Who are you?”

Excitement flickers through his eyes. He’s starting to feel more thrilled. To actually see you closely and talk to you made him believe that you are real. And that you will soon be his.

“You’ll know soon. We have a lot of time...” he stated.

You were speechless, mind clouded with so many questions and heart racing out of fear. At that very moment, you knew he was trouble and that something bad will happen.

“Did you say good-bye to your Dad?”

Your stomach wrenches as your heart fell at his next question.

“W-Why?” you took a step back and he didn’t reacted. He seemed very relax. Like even if you try doing something right now, he can easily come up with a solution and have you handled in seconds.

“Because you won’t be seeing them for a while.”

He smiled. Beautiful. If it was a different scenario, you would’ve admired him sincerely. You knew it was really something the moment you saw how handsome he is. It was somehow already suspicious.

As your heart raced in an uncomfortable pace, you tried to reach for the button to press the door open, but one of the two man in black suit grabbed your wrist. Terrified, you glanced over your shoulder. The handsome man seems to be still unbothered.

You licked your lips and started screaming. He sighed and tilted his chin as a silent command to his men. Both of them took action. One holding you to prevent you from pressing the button of the elevator while the other ready a handkerchief to cover your mouth.

All three of you twist your heads over to the door when it suddenly opened at one floor. You were too busy trying to break free that you didn’t even noticed the elevator have stop at this floor.

The man at the other side was caught of guard by the scene he is currently seeing. Three men and a girl, not just any girl but the daughter of the owner of the company he’s working on.

“H-Help!” you stuttered, hope emerging from your chest.

He gulped and was about to go do something. He panicked the moment he saw one of them carrying you by their shoulder as the other one trying to make you unconscious.

He stepped closer ready to take action, but halted when Jake swiftly pulled out a gun and pointed it right at him.

“Take one more step and I’ll blow your head off.” he threatened that clearly drained the color from his face. He went pale out of fear, both feet stoned at his position.

Jake smirked before stretching his arm to press the close button. He raised his brow at the poor guy as the door of the lift slowly closed together with your eyes. You’re slowly losing your conscious and the energy to fight. The last thing you remembered is the man caressing your cheeks gently.

“How is she?” Jake asked while folding his sleeves up to his elbow. He was doing work for hours and one of his men came to get him since they said you’re already awake.

“She’s...” his men pursed his lips a bit. “...going berserk.” he continued.

Jake sighed and just head towards your room. He already expected that reaction from you and that’s the least of his concern. All he know is that he’s glad to have you under the same roof as him.

The men guarding right outside of the room opened it for him. The scene that greeted him was you standing right at the side of the bed, slouching a bit since your wrist was cuffed at the bedframe. Your raging gaze darted at him, eyes blood-shot and glaring at his direction. Jake’s adoration didn’t even got fazed about it.

“Who are you? Where am I?! My father will kill you if he knew you took me! let go!” your voice sounded a little strained due to crying too much and from all the shouting, but Jake didn’t mind. For him, its still music to his ears.

“There There, my love. Shall we take a breath and calm down?” he finally showed himself to you.

When he met your eyes directly, he already lose his mind. Jake knew that moment that abducting you was one of the greatest decisions of his life.

You looked terrified and not a slight hint of happiness can be seen from you, but that’s not important for now. What matters is that he have you here for himself.

“Who the fuck are you?!” you screamed at him, voice cracking a bit. Your thoughts were running wild together with your heartbeats. You have no idea where you at and the fact that you've been abducted by unknown people just makes it worst.

Jake sighs and glanced at his men. Without even saying anything, they all left to give boh of you space. Jake walked towards the chair and slowly dragged it a little closer to you.

You stepped back and almost hit the firm wall. It was clear you doesn’t want to be near him. It bothered Jake, of course, but he somehow understands your reaction.

He sat down. “I’m Jake Sim.”

With clenching jaw, you kept your stares at him. You're scared and his piercing gaze makes you shiver, but you can’t put yourself to look away.

“What do you want from me?”

Jake have this small smile playing through his lips. He just sat there, watching you.

“You.” he answered firmly. It made your heart hammer and stomach churn. “You’re what I want, Y/n.” he added.

His stares remained and you can feel your heart racing, ears started to block, mind clouded with so many thoughts. You can’t just process anything, not when you’re terrified, hungry and with a terrible head-ache.

You glanced away and blinked faster, tying to get a hold of yourself. The man in front of you was just silent. Watching and observing you. He’s still a bit dazed with your presence and he won’t lie, he’s overwhelmingly happy.

“I d-don’t know what you’re up to, but you’ll get in serious trouble.” you gulped, getting some air inside your lungs. “This is kidnapping!”

He pursed his lips as he raised both of his eyebrows. His expressions shows no fear on it. You have no clue who he is and how can he pull something like this, but what you’re sure of is that he’s very dangerous. You can still remember how he pointed that gun over the guy by the elevator.

“Do you think I care? I can do whatever I want.” his tone screams nothing but power and confidence. Surely.

He even managed to abduct you with no sweat right inside your own company. Of course this man is a big deal. Is he part of some syndicate? What is this a kidnap and ransom? Is he one of your Father’s rival?

Your brows furrowed as you slowly puzzled this up, or at least that’s what you thought.

“Are you after my Father’s money?” your tone sounded accusing.

Jake scoffed that offended you a bit. He smirked and tilted his head over to the side.

“I don’t fucking need your family’s money, I’m more well off than you guys.” he smirked.

“I already told you what I want.” and he even flashed you this pretty smile.

You felt blood rushing towards your cheeks and your stomach turning in an unknown reason. Smacking yourself at the back of your mind, you tried to knock some senses to you. This isn’t the right time to admire your kidnapper.

You raised your head and stared right at his eyes, masking fear to make sure to let him know you’re not fazed by him at all.

“I’m already engaged.” the time you will voice that out a bit too proudly never occurred you. Maybe the fact that you really need to get away from him forced you too.

A glimpse of darkness flickered through Jake’s expression, but he was quick to replace it with a placid look on his face. He rests his back at the chair he was sitting on and smirked at you.

“Well, you can’t officially announce an engagement without you there, right?” his tone sounded taunting.

He was right. It would make a total nonsense if you won’t be there. Jake was pleased to see your uneasy face. He caught you off-guard.

“You will get yourself killed for what you did.” this was so far the most bothersome threat you have told somebody.

Jake remained unbothered though, his eyes never flickered fear which you find amusing and concerning at the same time. He clicked his tongue at the side of his cheeks.

“My feet were already half burried the moment I became the mafia boss of my own clan, baby. It takes so much more to scare me.”

Mafia... He’s part of the mafia? You are out of words and shiver run your spine, oxygen leaving your lungs.

You aren’t dumb or ignorant. You completely know what mafias are and what they basically do. They’re bad news. People in your town fear them. They’re very dangerous and merciless.

A tear left your eyes and Jake doesn’t understand, but it makes his blood jolt in excitement. It’s been a while ever since he felt this way. He was right, you are really something.

“I will leave you for a while so you can have your rest. I’ll come back tomorrow breakfast.” he announced and stood up from the chair.

You snapped back to reality and started walking towards him. You were so eager to stop him from leaving that it actually slipped off from your mind that you are cuffed at the bed frame, causing you to pull too hard, hurting your wrist.

You winced in pain and gazed at your arm. The surrounding of your wrist was already red and you can feel pain from it. Jake stopped his steps and looked at you.

He sighed, “I will settle down the bed if you don’t want your hand to be cut off.”

You looked over your shoulder to look at him with glaring eyes. He tilted his head and slowly walked closer to you. Since you’re looking at his pretty eyes, you didn’t manage to step away from him. It was too late when it dawned that he was approaching close. He extended his arm and reached over your face, the back of his hand caressing your cheeks softly.

Once again, his eyes flickered excitement. He looked so amused that he laid his hand over your face. His eyes roamed carefully, like as if you’re something very precious and fragile.

“You’re really beautiful.” he suddenly blurted out that caught you off guard. You blushed and pulled away your face.

Jake smiled a little, enjoying his effect on you. He put both of his hands inside his pockets and watch how you avoid his gazes.

“See you tomorrow.” he bid good-bye and exits the room.

He still have this big grin over his face when he stepped out from the room. It was evident that he was in such good mood. He strides the long hallway towards his office.

The moment he enter the room, his phone rang. With furrowed brows he picked it up and answered the call, facing the window giving him the wonderful view of the beach not too far from this house.

“Yeah?”

“Have you really lost your mind?!” he can hear the frustration over his friend’s voice.

He sighed and sat down at his swivel chair. “What do you want, Jay?”

He heard him let out a gasp from the other line like as if he couldn’t believe his response. “Really? That’s what you’ll going to say to me?”

Jake didn’t respond to that and just boredly tapped his fingers over to his desk. He already knew his friend won’t spare him tonight. He’s totally against about his plans and now that he really did it, Jay can’t help but to grow a little worried for him. Jake is not the type to make such impulsive decisions, this is the first time.

“Her family are searching for you! You didn’t even try to cover yourself up?! Did you even planned it properly?”

“Who said I was trying to hide? I want them to know who took her.”

It made his friend silent from the other line. Suddenly, Jay wanted to check if its really his friend he was talking to, because honestly, the Jake he knows won’t be this reckless.

“Jake,” he started and lets out a sigh. “you have to surrender her or it will surely lead into something serious.”

Jake rolled his eyes.

“It was already serious the moment I got interested towards her, Jay. You know that.”

His friend pursed his lips from the other line. Jay may not agree with his friends but he was right. He knew, the moment he started asking about you, he knew Jake will not hesitate on doing stupid things just for you.

“What’s your plan then? They’re really pissed that you delayed the engagement.” his friend finally surrenders. Jake can be really stubborn when he wants something so Jay just realized there’s no point on arguing with him. He will just waste his time and voice lecturing him because he will never listen.

“Nothing. I’ll keep her until she fall in love with me.”

“Good luck with that.”

Jake smirked, “Thanks.”

Jay rolled his eyes, “I’ll call you from time to time if ever theres an update.”

“Alright, thank you dude.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Jake chuckles and ended the call. He stared outside the window once again and he can’t help but to reminisce about the scenes a while ago. He’s still at dazed that you’re finally here with him. He couldn’t be more happier, he can’t wait until you finally fall in love with him.

Jake clenched his jaw as he shut his eyes trying to calm himself down. After a few seconds, he cracked his eyes open and stared at the spilled food all over him and to the floor.

Its been days already, but there’s no single process. Each day, you’re making sure he knows you aren’t surrendering yourself that easy. You refused talking to him, refused his affections, refused to eat properly and refused to open up to him.

Jake’s not a very patient person. He is trying his best to be kinder to you since he knew it would be very hard to adjust yourself with all of these, but his patience can reach its limit as well. And today, you’re just slowly getting into his nerves.

“Get her a new bowl of soup.” he ordered in a very cold tone.

It made shivers run your spine. He accepted the tissues one of the helpers handed to him to clean some of the food you spilled over him. He’s not looking at your way so you couldn’t properly see his eyes. You are pretty sure he’s pissed off.

You clenched your jaw, despite the fact that you’re afraid at him, you tried your best to look brave. For the past days that you’ve been here, you are trying to make an impression that you aren’t afraid of him.

“I told you I will never fall in love with you, so just take me back! I want to go back to my family! I want my old life back!” you shouted right at Jake’s face.

You’ve been neglecting him and his care for you that he’s starting to worry you’ll soon get sick. Its usually just the helpers who visit you during meals since he knows you’ll hardly refuse it whenever he’s around. But since he heard that you ate lesser as days pass by, he wanted to check on you. He’s started to get worried. Yes, he’s not totally soft around you, but he isn’t heartless too.

He raised his head and stared at you. His eyes were blank and dark, emotionless. You tried keeping the stare even if you can feel your heart racing and your hand shaking. He took a step closer that made you stoned at your position.

You gasped when you felt Jake’s long slim fingers holding your cheeks a little bit too tight as he made you face him. The look over his face was enough to frighten you. His eyes looked very dangerous, “My patience is running out for you, love. There’s no point on resisting because I will never bring you back to your family. You will stay here with me for as long as I want you to. You are mine, y/n. only mine.”

With that, he lets go of your face harshly. Even without his hand, you can feel your cheeks hurting slightly. A tear left your eye but he can’t even feel bad.

He stood back straightly and stared down at you. “If you want to starve yourself to death, suit yourself.”

He left after saying that. You pulled your knees closer to your chest as you cry silently. He was true to his words, he didn’t send any food for the following days. It was very awful for you, you can feel yourself slowly weakening.

You stood up and even stumbled your way towards the door of your room. You banged over it continuously. You are sure there’s people outside of your room, probablg guards.

“Please! I’m s-sorry.” you shouted, pride starting to be long forgotten.

It may be embarrassing, but you really won’t be able to go home if you died out of starvation. You shut your eyes when your vision started to swirl out of hunger.

When you heard the knob moving, you stepped backward. It revealed Jake and even before you can say something else, you knees weaken. You were sure you’ll hit the cold floor, but Jake was quick to catch you using just one arm.

You gulped, “I-I’m s-sorry.” your throat felt so dry.

Jake sighed and swiftly placed his other arm over your leg to carry you back to your bed. He carefully placed you back and soon one of the helpers entered the room holding a tray of food.

Jake sat beside you as they prepare everything. You’re avoiding to look at Jake, because you feel so ashamed. Days ago, you are too determined not to surrender and now here you are, begging for him to feed you.

He looked so good and you hate yourself for admiring him. You just can’t help it. He was ethereal, like he was perfectly made for people to adore him.

“I hope you learn your lesson to stop disobeying me.” he uttered as he started feeding you.

You twist your head to look at his eyes. He looked very serious. With pursed lips you played with your fingers.

“I’m s-scared.” you admit.

Jake were silent before he slowly fed you.

“I just want to s-see my family.” you mumbled that didn’t slipped off from his ear.

He looked at you and raised a brow. It intimidates you right away so you quickly looked away.

“Until you fall in love with me, you wouldn’t be leaving this place.” his tone sounded firm and certain.

It made you pout, but you didn’t talked again. He continued feeding you and soon you felt so much better. He asked the helpers to run you a bath as well so you’ll feel much better. The moment you went out from the shower, Jake already left the room.

You roamed your head around, trying to look for him. After making sure he wasn’t around, you slowly made your way towards the door and grabbed the knob. You twist it without thinking twice and to your surprise, it was unlocked.

Your heart hammered at the thought that it was open. Maybe some of the helpers forgot to lock it. You are sure there will be guards right outside, but you can just think of them later. First, you can just run your way outside and maybe find people that can help you.

You almost jump in joy when you find the hallway vacant. There’s nobody there. With quick and carefully steps, you walked outside. It was easy to find the staircase and still very careful, you tried going downstairs.

Your heart skipped at the sight of the main door. After making sure no one’s around, you stormed yourself towards the door.

But your heart fell at the sight you saw right outside of the main door.

“Disappointed?” you felt your feet stoned at the floor the moment you heard his voice.

You turned around and saw him standing by the staircase at the second floor. He smirked, eyes remaining emotionless.

“Where are we?”

“My private island.” he put both of his hands inside his pockets and started going down the stairs.

Your heart hammered, afraid of what he’s going to do next. When he arrived in front of you, you expected worst things to happen but to your surprise, he raised his hand and gently brushed off some of your hairs away from your face.

“Do you want to look around?” he asked and laid his hand right in front of you.

You are afraid of him, really afraid. But you’re already here. Moments ago, you had hope that you’ll get away but after hearing that you’re an island, you lost hope from escaping. Unless you planned on swimming on that deep blue ocean of course.

You raised your gaze from his hand over to his eyes. He sighed and rolled his eyes before grabbing your hand. He intertwinned your fingers before he started walking out from the house to tour you around.

You’ve been here for a week and a half already but this is the first time you’ll be going outside. Slowly, you can feel yourself calming down at the scenery right in front of you.

“Jake...” you called him out while you’re staring at a far.

At your peripheral, you saw him glanced at you. “Yeah?”

“Why me?”

“What do you mean?” he asked and you felt his thumb caressing the back of your hand carefully. It made your stomach churns.

You glanced at him, “Why do you want me to be here with you? As far as I remember, the first time I encounter you was when I saw you at our company.”

Jake’s eyes were darted at you as always.

“Because I love you.” it made you feel flustered.

“You don’t even know me.”

“You’ll be surprised that I know a lot about you.” he said and smirked.

“You researched about me, didn’t you?” you looked at him with accusing eyes.

He raised both of his brows and tilted his head, “And if I did?”

You rolled your eyes at him and looked back at the ocean, “I bet they’re basic information. You don’t even know more about me and yet you say you love me?” it sounded more like a rant.

Jake tugged your hand pulling you closer to him, his other hand held your waist to hold you into the place. You looked at him, surprised at his move.

“Then let me know more about you, baby.” he said and cupped your face, “I bet I’ll love all versions of you.” and with that he slowly leaned in to place a soft kiss at your lips.

“Why are you working to your Dad when you clearly have the talent with this?” Jake asked really curious as he stared at your recent works.

You pursed your lips and a small smile appeared to your face, “Because he want me to.” your tone sounded so sad that it made Jake glance at you.

“Fuck what he wants, right? Do you want your own clothing line?” he asked and approached you.

You chuckled and rolled your eyes at him before you felt his strong arms wrapping over your waist, pulling you closer to him. He leaned closer, placing a soft kiss at your cheeks and his nose brushing over your skin.

“Just tell me you want it, I’ll do it in a snap, love.” you leaned away to stare at his pretty eyes.

“I know you will.”

Its been almost two months ever since Jake abducted you. You’ll be honest, it was not as bad as you thought. After that day he gave you a tour, you tried to open up to him. You started learning more about him and him about you.

Jake isn’t as heartless as he appears to be. He’s caring and warm to people he cares about. He may not good with words, but he sure does have his own way of showing his affection.

He’s very attentive of you as well. You’re very surprised at how he can remember even the smallest details about you. It was heart warming having someone to give importance about everything you say.

He got you a set of sketchbooks and some art materials the moment he heard you like to draw and sketch outfits. And now, he just got back from work. He went to your work room to check on you and you stopped yourself from giving him the tightest hugs. You won’t deny the fact that you missed him. He was gone for three days.

Your heart hammered just by the thought that you are really slowly falling in love with Jake Sim. It may sound absurd and funny, but its true. There’s just something with the way he treats you.

Here, you can be someone you really are. You don’t have to pretend or be the perfect version of you. Even with flaws, Jake makes sure you feel confident about yourself. He was true to his words when he said that he will love every version of you. From the good to the lowest version, he adore it.

Jake’s very supportive and loving. He cuddles you to sleep, comfort you whenever you’re sad, remind you how you look great everyday, tells you how he loves you and how he’s happy he have you here.

You can’t even remember the last time you’ve been treated this way. It was surreal for you, and even if he did got you in a wrong way, you must say you are glad you are here.

The island were really beautiful too. You enjoys yourself swimming at the sea, drawing by the shore, collecting shells and many more. Anything you ask for, Jake will give it to you without you asking for it twice.

“Its really pretty here.” you uttered out of nowhere while Jake and you walked by the shore, the bright moon above you serving as your light.

He smiled, “You say that every time we walk here.” he stated and renew his hold over to your hand.

“I just really admire the place.”

“I’m glad you like it. I bought this because of you.” he said that made you surprised.

“W-What? You’re kidding.”

He smirked, “No I’m not.”

You stared at him for a while more and you realized he was saying the truth. Your free hand flew over to your mouth to cover it because you still couldn’t believe it.

“You’re crazy.”

He smirked and leaned closer, “You make me crazy, baby.” and he kissed you by your lips.

After your usual walked along the shore, you went back to the house and went to bed. You sighed and enjoyed Jake’s warmth beside you. He was holding you close to him, feeling your heart beats be in sync.

As the night deepens, you couldn’t feel yourself getting sleepy so carefully, you moved Jake’s arm off from you. You feel a bit thirsty so you decided to go down to get some water.

You were wearing your house slippers when your eyes caught Jake’s phone resting by the bedside table. Your eyes then glanced at Jake who’s sleeping soundly. Your heart raced at the idea that suddenly came inside your mind.

You gulped and nervously went near the bedside table to get his phone. You stared at it for a while before you slowly walked outside the balcony of your shared bedroom.

The bright moon was still out, shining on you. The breeze were cold and you can see from here that the waves were calmer then usual.

You stared at the phone like as if this was the first time you’ve seen one. You’re not planning to tell your parents where you are. You love it in here and you love being with Jake, but you couldn’t shut the emotion that you are missing them too.

They’re probably very worried of you as well. You will just call to assure them that you are perfectly fine.

You started dialling your Mother’s phone and after three rings, you’re surprised that she even picked up. It was already late.

“Hello?” you covered your mouth the moment you’ve heard her voice. It has been a while and it just hit you how you’ve missed her so much.

“Hi Mom.” you greeted her trying your best not to cry.

You heard her gasps lightly from the other line. “Y/n? Is that really you sweetheart?” her voice cracked out a little.

“Yes Mom. I miss you.”

“Ohh, my pumpkin. We missed you too! W-Where are you?” she asked, very eager.

“I can’t tell you where I am, but I’m okay. I’m doing just fine.” you told her to make her less worried.

She sniffed from the other line and you felt bad because she’s crying. The main reason you called your Mom and not your Dad because you are closer to her, and because if you call your Dad, he will just trace your location and go get you. Its fine to call your Mom, she will protect you. She will definitely keep it fro your Dad.

“I'm glad you’re okay, sweetheart. I miss you so much.”

“Me too, Mom.” your eyes glanced at Jake’s direction when you noticed him stirring through his sleep.

You panicked a bit, “M-Mom, I have to end the call. I'm okay so don’t worry, okay? I love you, please take care.” you uttered continuously and didn’t even waited for her reply.

You ended the call and with light steps you went towards the bedside table and placed his phone back. You hurried back to your space of the bed and laid down. As you close your eyes, pretending to sleep, you felt Jake looking at you.

His stares were a bit piercing, like as if checking if you’re really asleep. Slightly, you felt nervous, but that feeling dissipates after you felt him pulling you closer to his warm body. He placed a small sweet kiss at your head, “I love you.”

You felt your heart raced at what you heard and you silently responded ‘I love you too’ inside your mind. You wanted to say it to him, but maybe tonight’s not the right time.

The next day, you’re trying hard not to be upset when Jake told you he have to leave for a while. You walked towards by the shore hand in hand with him with a long face. Jake chuckled, finding you adorable.

He couldn’t believe that from being excited that he’ll leave the island, you guys were already in this. You being upset because he will be gone for a short time.

When you saw his men preparing the helicopter that he will be riding, you pouted. Jake halted his steps causing you to do it as well. He turned to face you and made you do the same thing.

“I’ll be very quick, all right?”

“Make sure. I will miss you.”

Jake pursed his lips in a thin line suppressing a smile. He bit his lower lip and cupped your face before leaning closer, making your noses touch each other.

“God, you are beautiful.” he uttered lowly, lips slightly brushing yours.

“Have you seen yourself? You are just the same.” you fired back.

He lets out a sexy chuckle before placing a soft kisses at your lips, giggling in between. “Yeah? Bet our kids will look even better.” he whispered that made your heart hammered.

With drunk in love look in your eyes, you stared at Jake. He did the same thing, Jake looked at you with so much affection and love.

“I will be back.”

You smiled and nodded once, “And I will be here, waiting for you.”

And after more kisses, he waved and with heavy heart he left the island.

You went back inside right away, didn’t really want to stay there thinking he left. Your whole day was almost planned, you’ll paint and sketch to divert your attention and stop missing Jake.

While you’re busy preparing for the sketch, you heard a helicopter from a far. Your heart hammered by the thought that it was Jake. A small smile appeared your lips and you let go of your pencil and hurried yourself outside the mansion.

But your smile slowly faded as your steps started to get slow, “Dad?”

Yes. It was your Father. Your brows draws closer, causing a crease at your forehead. You are confused why he’s here. And it hit you.

You called your Mom. ‘Did she told him?’

He approached you right away and hugged you. Since you’re still confused and surprised, you couldn’t react right away. Feeling his warm hug, you finally realized you missed your Dad as well.

“H-How?” was the only words that you said.

He pulls from the hug, “I tracked the phone you used to call your Mom. Why didn’t you call me?” he asked and even examined your face like as if he was trying to find something.

You were left speechless. How can you explain to your Dad that you didn’t call him because you don’t want him to know where you are? That you’re enjoying it here and actually fell in love with Jake Sim?

“I figured it would be your Mom you’ll be calling right away so I got her phone wired.” he said.

Of course. How can you so stupid? Now, he’s here now and you wouldn’t able to ask him to leave peacefully. Its either you go with them or there will be a problem here.

You nodded, couldn’t smile. “You don’t have to worry anymore, okay? Let’s go.”

And with that, he started guiding you towards the helicopter. You let yourself be taken with him, steps heavier than usual. As the helicopter elevated, you finally had the chance to see the whole island clearly and you couldn’t help but to fall in love with the place even more. It is really pretty.

‘I’ll be back.’ you thought to yourself.

You can’t remember anything else, but you started to feel sleepy and you slowly lost consciousness.

The next thing you know, you’re inside your room. You stood up right away and head by the window. It was already night time and you panicked a bit. You’re gone from the island for a whole day. Jake would be really upset.

As you head outside, your heart aches a bit seeing the familiar hallways you grew up to. It was nostalgic and you kind of missed it, but if there’s a place you want to be in, that would be in that island, inside Jake’s embrace.

You slowly head downstairs to go find your parents and told them that you love Jake. Even before you arrive by your Father’s office, you can already hear your parents arguing about something.

“How can you say that? I went there and saved our daughter!” it was your Father.

You slowly walked closer, trying not to disturb them. “Save her? Are you sure with that? Did you even ask her if she wants to be saved or if she needed to be saved?” your Mom’s words were meaningful.

“What do you mean? She’s been abducted by that kid! He’s nothing but bad news to our Y/n!”

“Bad news? He tried helping your company.”

‘Jake did that?’

“I don’t need his help. Now that Y/n is here, the engagement will continue and our debt will finally be paid off.”

Your heart fell at what you heard. So that’s it? All this time, you thought that they’re really doing this for your own good. It isn’t the case. Your Father was doing this because he wanted to save his company. He will pay his debt using you, his own child.

You couldn’t believe him. And to think you wanted to go back here when Jake first took you.

You took a step back, mind floating and slightly finding it hard to breath. They don’t care for you at all. Your Dad was not afraid to lose you, he’s afraid that the engagement won’t be official without you and his debt will remain.

You bumped into the vase and it crashed at the floor. Your parents stopped arguing and you didn’t waste any time, you run and even stepped at some broken pieces.

You winced it pain, but ignored it so you can just leave the house right away. It was raining outside and you just let yourself get soaked. You bet your feet already bleeding but you just continued running towards somewhere, tears streaming along with the pouring rain.

You’re heading towards the only person who genuinely cares for you. Jake.

“Boss, Ms. Y/n is outside your mansion.”

Jake snapped back to reality when his men announced that to him. He stood up and walked towards the monitor where he can see the people outside his mansion.

His jaw clenched seeing your drenched with rain, head hanging low.

When he left, he couldn’t take it just by thinking of how sad you looked the moment he took off from that island. He got worried and hurriedly finished the thing he needs to finish here at Seoul.

When he went back, he was surprised by the news that your Father arrived here and took you. He was confused as to how he found out about this place. Turns out you called your mother.

He felt betrayed and angry after finding out, but it doesn’t lessen his feelings for you. He thought that maybe you can use a little time seeing your parents before he abducts you again to take you back to your island.

So he flew back here at Seoul, waiting for the perfect opportunity to take you back. To see you here in front of his mansion was a total surprise for him.

He walked outside, holding a big umbrella with him. He clenched his jaw, suppressing his anger as he head towards the big black gate. His hold over the umbrella tightens while tries to fix his own thoughts on how he would punish you once you’re near to him.

But all of those thoughts disappeared when he saw how you’re barefoot and blood can be seen at your feet. He panicked right away and made one of his men hold the umbrella so he can attend to you properly.

Jake furrowed his brows and held your face too gently, “P-Please, take me back.” you said, voice cracking.

Now that an umbrella was above you, he can see how you’re crying so hard. His heart broke at the sight of you. You looked hurt and very vulnerable.

“Let’s leave and go back to our island please. I don’t want to be here.” you added.

Jake caress your face and placed feathery kissed all over it making you cry even more. He surely mend your broken heart. With Jake around, you sure feel a lot more better.

“I was just waiting for you, love.”

He got your bruise cleaned and that same night, you two flew back to the island. This time, it isn’t the unfamiliar and scary place anymore but instead, your home.

Jake pulled you closer to him, dropping a kiss at your head and pulling the blanket so it can cover your arms properly. You’re all cuddled up inside your shared bedroom and you couldn’t be more happier. This is what you want. Him beside you, both of you back in the island without thinking about the toxic world. All you have to think of was you and Jake and nothing else matters.

“Can my Mom visit me here?” you suddenly asked because you remembered how your Mom defend you to your Dad.

You felt Jake’s fingers drawing lazy circles at the small of your back.

“Was she good to you?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

Jake sighed, “Okay. I’ll arrange something with that.” and you smiled, heart racing at how he easily agrees to whatever you want.

Now that you thought about it, he’s really the only person that would do anything for you. The only person who understands and love you along with your flaws. The only person who will not hesitate to risk his life just for you. He loves you sincerely and you want to return that love.

“I love you.”

Jake smiled, making you raise your head up so he can see your eyes properly.

“You do?” his voice sounded so excited.

“Yes. So much.”

He smirked and slowly leaned in to give you a kiss. “I love you more, baby.”

He leaned again, kissing you more passionately. Your heartbeats got in sync as you felt each others warmth, enjoying it. You two may started wrongly, but you are certain that this is where you belong, together with Jake Sim.

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Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Reader Cerberus AU; Goddess AU; Greek Mythology AU Genre: Fluff; Smut Words: 4337 Warnings: cutting; ritualistic self-harm; sexual content (dom!reader, sub!hyunjin, choking, humping, knife play, female receiving oral, vaginal penetration); strong language

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“Ceeerbeeeruuus~” She called as she came down the stairs to the grand entrance of the underworld.

“I told you not to call me that, goddess.” Hyunjin growled as she came into his line of sight.

She pouted, “And I told you to call me Y/N, but if you aren’t going to listen, then why should I?”

Hyunjin scoffed at her, leaning against the stone wall beside the gate. He shook his head, letting the fiery red strands block his face from her. “Yours is a matter of station, not preference.”

It was who she was—a chthonic nymph, the Bringer of Nightmares and Madness, daughter of Persephone and Zeus, the goddess of the restless undead and propitiation, Goddess Melinoë, wanderer of the Earth, Y/N. As much as he wanted to disregard all that she was, he never could without repercussions.

Her hand gripped his chin, tilting his face back up to her own. He had no idea when she moved over to him; the nymph was always silent on her feet. A perk, he supposed, since she was a being of undeath. It certainly helped when she was parading all of her lost souls at night and scaring the locals.

Y/N’s eyes found Hyunjin’s icy ones. “What’s the matter, Hyun?”

He rolled his eyes and jerked away from her grip, glancing to the doors. “Nothing, god– Y/N.” He added in a whisper at her glare.

She reached up, hesitantly, and brushed his bangs behind his ear. There was no telling how he’d react when he was like this. He’d either bend to her will or snap at her and send her scampering to her room.

It was who he was—the guard “dog” of hell, Cerberus, a man with a split soul, Hyunjin. He couldn’t help it when he was like this. He couldn’t help when his anger clouded his mind from anything else.

To her immense pleasure, though, as her hand glided through his silky strands, the hair shimmered and blonde was left in its wake.

“Take a break, Hyun…” she whispered.

“You know I can’t,” he whined, pushing his head harder against where she was still petting him.

She cooed at her puppy. “No one will know… Just come by my room for a while? You need to relax.”

“I want to; I really do… But what if Hades notices?” Hyunjin pouted, eyes rounder than they had been before and lips plumper.

Y/N, on the other hand, was scowling at the god’s name. “Let me handle my fa– Hades. If he even finds out.”

Hyunjin frowned at her displeasure and leaned off the wall. He wrapped his arms around his goddess’s waist and nuzzled against her neck, only stopping and pulling away when he felt her demeanor relax against him.

It had been like that for eons. Since Y/N was the offspring of Persephone and Zeus, Hades held a particular dislike for his step-daughter. It wasn’t her fault though. She didn’t ask to be born. No one was to blame but Zeus himself. He had disguised himself as his brother just to sleep with his brother’s wife. Typical.

Still… Hades saw Y/N as a reminder of that and treated her as such. She was sure if it weren’t for her mother’s loving heart, she would’ve been cast out of the underworld. Hades tolerated Y/N for his wife’s sake, nothing more. And, in return, Y/N grew to treat her step-father (slash uncle) with the same “respect” that she received.

What could she say, she was her mother’s daughter… A spiteful one at that.

Her feud with Hades did bear one good thing, though.

A beautiful relationship with Cerberus.

Cerberus was not as the stories told. Or, well… Not quite.

He saw himself as a beast, a monster, and so that is what the mortals saw him as, as well. But, in reality, Hyunjin was a man with a shattered soul. Cursed to immortality and split into three: love, desperation, rage.

Hades saw an opportunity and ran with it. He captured Hyunjin’s souls and chained him (metaphorically) to the gates of hell. He was bound to the king’s will and forced to guard the underworld entrance for eternity.

He loathed Hades for imprisoning him.

Something which he bonded greatly with Y/N over.

“Please, Hyun?” Y/N whispered, breaking his silence and regaining his attention. “I have something important I want to talk with you about… Something private.”

Hyunjin’s gaze traveled from her eyes to the thick chains and locks on the gate. When his eyes remet hers, he gave a subtle nod. “I’ll see you this evening, goddess.”

Lips downturning ever-so-slightly, Y/N understood. She nodded and gave a small bow before turning to head to her room.

With her soft, loving stare no longer on him—her warmth no longer in his presence—Hyunjin’s hair faded once more from blonde to hellfire red.

🎃

As Hyunjin approached her room, he felt himself tensing.

His goddess and he often found themselves alone, but he had never strayed from his post. Not more than a few yards anyway.

Sometimes Y/N would coax him to settle into a nook with her and chat. Other times, she would find him at hell’s doors with paints and canvases in tow to distract him.

If she was busy with her own godly duties, she would bring him books to keep him busy during the many, many hours of the day.

His favorite times were when she would forego meals with her family to eat with him instead. She always shared her fruits with him, and would even sneak sushi back from the mortal realm since it was his favorite.

Once in a while, she had been unable to rest, coming to sit by his side in the dead of night—silence surrounding them—until she drifted back off to sleep.

The first time that had happened, she had slouched against him, looking very un-goddess-like with her mouth open a little and brow furrowed. When he had tried to readjust, Y/N had grumbled and clung to him.

He knew he was a goner then.

He would sooner die than let anything take his goddess away from him. It wasn’t for another fifty years or so that he realized she felt the same way. But once feelings had been reciprocated, their relationship had flourished.

And yet… He had still never been to her room.

He had never dared to defy his orders.

It wasn’t out of respect for Hades. No. It was for fear that if he disobeyed, the king would punish Hyunjin by taking his goddess away.

So why was he putting her at risk now? Why allow her to convince him that this night was worth it?

It had been something in her eyes. The way she had been so insistent to have him just “take a little break.”

She had never suggested something like that before.

Sure, she would bring things to him to help him destress; she would grace him with her presence to help him relax; she would dote on him to help him unwind.

But always at the gate.

Y/N knew the consequences that Hyunjin could face for abandoning his post. So for her to insist on him coming by her room then there was something she needed to tell him within the confines of her own protective wards.

Something Hades could not know about.

“Hyun,” Y/N breathed, opening the door. As their eyes met, his red hair, tinged with a hint of black, lightened. “Come in…” She led him into her room, to a small sitting area by her fireplace. “I’m sorry if I startled you… I could hear you pacing.”

Hyunjin’s lips parted into a sorry smile, but he moved towards Y/N for an embrace regardless. “I was nervous about what you needed to say privately to me.”

“Is that what this is about?” Y/N questioned, reaching up to curl a lock of black hair around her finger.

“Ah…” Hyunjin grimaced. “That was more the thought that you might be ending our relationship…”

His eyes met hers seriously, questioningly, and watered. His hair darkened once more, losing the bits of blonde that had appeared with his love for her, and the inky red—a mixture of his desolation at the thought of losing her and permanent anger at their predicament—took over once more.

Y/N tutted. “I have no plans in ending our relationship, Hyun. Actually… What I needed to discuss with you is quite the opposite…” Hyunjin’s head tilted, and she continued. “When you first explained to me about how you were… trapped. I started doing some research…”

The goddess pulled Hyunjin to sit with her on the couch, gathering a large book from her side table to show him her centuries-old notes.

“The curse from your living days has kept your soul in fragments, divided by the three strongest emotions you felt at the time of your death. The… being that created that curse has long been destroyed, and unfortunately their knowledge along with it. And, without knowing the original parameters, putting your soul back together is… improbable.”

“I– I understand…” Hyunjin whispered, voice wobbling. “Honestly, once Hades found me, I never expected to be put back together anyway. I assumed I would always be this… mess. Monster.” He spat the last bit.

Y/N reached over to him, squeezing his hand in a moment of comfort. He smiled, albeit pitifully, and she continued with her news. “It’s not impossible for you to be whole, Hyun… There are just external forces that have to fill in the cracks.” Y/N sighed, “Technically that is what Hades did for you. He melded the shards of your soul together with underworld magic. He eternally bound you to his realm to serve him… And, I–”

She set the book back on the table, turning her body to bring both hands to hold Hyunjin’s shoulders. “I found a ritual… I’m not powerful enough to break my step-father’s magic, but I can alter it. I can… I can sever your chains to the underworld gates by tying you to another ‘object’ of the underworld, so to speak…”

“What?” Hyunjin whispered, but by the way she gazed over him with a sorrowful love, he already suspected he knew the answer.

“Myself.” Y/N shook her head, cutting off his objections. “I would bind my soul to the fragments of yours. Mine would become the glue holding yours together.”

“You’d be stuck with me forever.”

She smiled, leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his pouty lips, hands entwining with his—now very blonde—locks. “I could think of no better eternity.”

Hyunjin, however, did not fully reciprocate her affection and gently pushed his goddess away. Y/N’s smile fell, pulling her hands away as well. “I’m sorry I couldn’t give you your freedom, Hyunjin… I tried to find something, anything. But if Hades created a key, he destroyed it long ago… This was the best solution I could come up with.”

“No, goddess,” Hyunjin grabbed Y/N’s fiddling hands, “This is more than enough.” He met her eyes seriously, “Yes, once I would’ve given anything for my independence. But now… All I want is the freedom to be with you… I just worry that you haven’t thought through the repercussions of this…”

Y/N snorted a laugh. “Hyunjin, trust me, I have. I want to spend the rest of my days with you, and after, if The Fates allow, we will be together in our next life as well. We would be bound together, come death and rebirth. I can think of nothing I want more.”

“Then… it would be my utmost pleasure to be bound to you, my goddess.”

With a somber nod, Y/N turned once more to the side table and retrieved a few items. She placed a small wooden bowl with a red string inside between them.

“I will ask this of you once more… Hwang ‘Cerberus’ Hyunjin, Hound of Hades and Guard of the Underworld, do you consent to binding our souls together. Entwining our fates for all eternity?”

“I do, goddess.”

“Please give me your hand.”

Silently, he held his hand to her. She took his hand carefully, caressing the soft skin before placing a light kiss on his palm. Y/N raised her small blade, slowly carving her ritual symbol into his palm.

Hyunjin couldn’t deny how his heart skipped a beat at the kiss, but it nearly stopped as the knife bit into his flesh. He desperately tried to bite back the whimper that he let out when his goddess began to literally carve herself into him.

But he couldn’t help himself and the smallest moan slipped between his plush lips, causing Y/N to hesitate before moving the blade to her own hand.

After another few, silent, moments she showed her palm where she carved his own symbol as well before grasping his palm in hers. Y/N’s eyes finally raised from their conjoined palms as their blood melded and dripped into the bowl, coating the string.

Once the cord had soaked and their hands had healed sufficiently, she withdrew her hold on him to tie the blood-bound string to them both. Her fingers moved deftly in tying a tight knot around his pinky and nodded for him to tie to the other end to her own finger.

His hands tied the knot a bit shakier than hers had but once he was done, Y/N leaned forward to rest her forehead against his.

“It is done…” She whispered, “You belong to me… with me. And I, you.”

Hyunjin glanced at the string in time to catch the ritual magic disintegrate into a red glimmer. The magic soaked into their bodies and highlighted their healing symbols, moving through their veins and into both of their hearts—their souls.

His lips split into a wide-smile, eyes becoming nothing more than crescents as he felt her within him. He felt her undying love for him; her loyalty and trust. He felt the warmth she always brought with her but took when she left… except a piece of it now resided in his own chest, never dissipating.

“Hyunjin,” she nearly panted. His eyes snapped open, his smile faltering at Y/N’s expression. If he was feeling her… was she feeling his soul as well? His love and… desperation for her. His eyes widened as hers darkened, a mischievous smile forming. “Maybe I should’ve chosen a collar for you instead of just a leash, hm? Is that what you want, puppy?”

Hyunjin froze, and when he didn’t answer, Y/N pressed on. “Oh come now… You have to be a good boy and tell me what you want. Show me what you want, puppy.”

He remained frozen for a moment more before she noticed him gulp and his gaze shifted back down to her hand—the one that would forever bear his symbol. His chin tilted upwards, baring his neck, and when she didn’t get the hint, he, ever so slowly, wrapped his slender fingers around her wrist and guided her hand to his neck.

As her own fingers fit against his throat, giving a light squeeze, Hyunjin continued to hold over her hand and hold her eyes as well, pleading. His gaze shifted, lowering his lids until his eyes held a teasing promise of passion, darker and hotter than the depths of hell. He broke her stare, eyes fluttering closed and mouth dropping open, when she truly tightened her grip around his neck.

Y/N tutted. “So that’s what you want then, puppy? You want me to be your collar.” She smirked while she pushed him to sit against the back of the couch, climbing to straddle his long legs. “You know… I can feel what you’ve felt in your soul for eons now. I can feel how desperate you’ve been for me.” She clicked her tongue, alternating between cutting off his blood flow and air supply and caressing his neck lovingly. “Have you touched yourself to the image of me? Made yourself a mess to the thought of what I could have done to you?”

Hyunjin whimpered. “I apologize… I couldn’t help myself. You’re so beautiful, goddess.”

She clenched around nothing, eyes fluttering for a moment, at the use of her normally formal title being used in such a… reverent manner.

“Please, goddess…” Hyunjin continued in a whiny pout, “Let me worship you.”

Y/N’s breath hitched imperceptibly, “Very well, puppy. Get on your knees and show me how much you adore me.”

Hyunjin nodded, eyes glazed and lips wet, as he stood from the couch and dropped to his knees in front of her. Without breaking eye contact, she shifted and spread her legs, raising the skirts of her dress and exposing her dripping cunt.

He leaned forward, nose tracing the inside of her thigh and nuzzling lightly against her pubic bone. “I’ve neglected you, goddess.”

“Should I punish you?” She quipped. Hyunjin’s eyes flew up to hers pleadingly. Hers was the only punishment he ever craved. “No, I think not tonight. Tonight we will worship one another; we will celebrate.”

The whispered promise of pleasure, in combination with the heavenly scent of his goddess just on the tip of his tongue, drew a deep, guttural groan from Hyunjin, eyes rolling back as well.

He waited for no further instruction, no need for pushing, and dove into her. A sharp gasp escaping her at the sudden feeling. Hyunjin, ever so pleased with himself, smirked against her lips before flicking her clit with his tongue.

Y/N’s head dropped back, lolling against the sofa, and she rocked her hips forward when he flattened his tongue. “Hyun… Oh my gods,” she moaned.

Sweat began to gather on her brow—her dress becoming suffocating—as Hyunjin continued to fuck her with his mouth. Her fingers found their way into his hair, tugging harshly on the black locks, when she felt him scissor two fingers into her.

Y/N exhaled slowly, a shudder racking her body while he alternated between sucking on her clit and dipping his tongue into her heat—all while his fingers diligently opened her up for him.

She was going to cum. She could feel it building, fire burning in her belly.

But she wasn’t done with him yet.

Y/N pulled him harshly by the hair, a pleasantly pitiful whimper escaping his lips as he lost contact with his treat.

“Hyunjin.” Y/N scolded as he growled and tried to pull her back to his mouth. He glared up at her, defying her. “Stop that, puppy. You did good, so so good. But I want something else…”

“Yes, my goddess?” Hyunjin’s eyes softened, his head cocking, “I will give you anything, anything to show you how much I adore you.”

“I want to fuck you,” she smirked, pushing him backwards with a foot so that she could gracefully stand from the couch. “All night, if you would like,” she added as she untied and let her dress pool at her feet.

Hyunjin’s eyes widened. He had hoped this might be where things would lead to after he received the depth of her feelings within his soul, but now that it was actually happening, he was shocked.

His gaze met her soft one and trailed down to her outstretched hand. Gently locking his fingers with hers, she helped him stand. Y/N reached up, brushing his own, rather sweaty, hair from his face and caressing his cheek.

She leaned up, placing a lingering kiss to his bottom lip, and whispered, “Come with me.”

He nodded slowly, allowing her to lead him to her bed. Y/N pushed his shoulders gently so that he sat on the edge. Hyunjin was dazed, already fucked out just from tasting her, and he struggled to keep his eyes open.

Anything she wanted, he would give it to her.

Y/N gently threaded her fingers through his hair, scratching the now-blackened roots, and delighted in the shiver that visibly racked his body.

Edged terribly, Hyunjin’s hips bucked forward at a particular tug of his locks. His eyes flew open, widening comically, and her own narrowed on his minute reactions.

He held himself too still, eyes flitting between her stare, her lips, and her thighs.

“Poor puppy…” She tsked, stepping forward to push one of her legs between his and subsequently pressing her delicious thigh against his painfully hard cock. “Just a dumb dog, needing something to hump.”

Hyunjin nodded pathetically, experimentally rolling his hips forward into her thigh. At the press of her warm skin, even against his clothing, Hyunjin felt himself fall fully; his midnight hair reflecting his deep need for his goddess, and only his goddess.

“Hyun, are you okay?” Y/N whispered teasingly, fingering the locks of black that had completely overtaken his blonde hair.

“Yes, please goddess, please continue.” He whined, continuing to rut against her lightly.

She clicked her tongue at him again, “Oh, puppy. You’re more desperate than I thought…”

“Yes…” Hyunjin leaned forward, trailing his lips across her bare stomach. His breath a warm whisper on her, “I’ve wanted you for centuries, my goddess.”

Not one to pass up an opportunity to tease him, Y/N began to pull away, “Only a want, a mere fleeting desire for me?”

“No, goddess! Please, I need you,” Hyunjin cried, swiftly pulling the goddess down and rolling over so that she was pinned beneath him. “I need you so badly. I’ll be a good boy… Please!”

In his begging, Hyunjin had failed to notice that he had begun to grind down against her wantonly. He winced at how hard and sensitive his clothed cock felt, rubbing against his goddess, but he continued regardless, delighting in the painfully pleasurable drag.

Y/N flexed her thigh, enjoying the hiss of appreciation that came from between his thick lips. “Alright, puppy. Let me show you then, what it means to be mine.”

Hyunjin nodded rapidly, almost making himself dizzy, and sat up to straddle her. She pulled on the fasteners of his pants to free his cock.

“So hard, puppy…” Y/N fake pouted as she rubbed a thumb over his weeping tip.

He whined. Loudly. And rutted into her palm, fucking himself with her hand. The faint roughness from the scar of his mark dragged down his shaft, eliciting pretty moans from him further.

Y/N guided him against her wet folds, the tip catching against her clit while he continued to rut, and coated him in her desire.

Finally– Finally.

She lined him with her entrance and gave him the permission he so desperately craved.

“Fuck me, Hyunjin. Be a good puppy, and fill. me. up.”

He pushed into her slowly. Not for any reason as to tease her or defy her orders or even to let her adjust, but because he simply needed to pace himself.

Hyunjin had only dreamed of being able to be with his goddess in this way. He wasn’t going to blow his chances by literally blowing too soon.

Y/N could tell he was struggling, and she grazed her hands up his covered torso, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled him to her, kissing him and swallowing the little whimpers he let out every time she—mostly—involuntarily clenched.

As a goddess she was expected to control herself, be in control of herself. But being surrounded by, filled with, Hyunjin made her weak.

Luckily—or not—for her, Hyunjin was just as uncontrolled. The desperation that consumed one of his soul fragments had grown and taken hold of him. And once he felt how warm and tight she was around him, he couldn’t help but snap his hips forward.

Hyunjin’s thrusts became erratic. He kissed her sloppily, movements becoming messier when she moaned and becoming harder when she whimpered.

He nipped down her jawline, biting down particularly hard on her jugular when she buried her nails into his back. When had her hands found their way under his tunic? He couldn’t think of anything else except how good, how right, it felt to be inside her. To fill her and claim her and be one with her.

Y/N felt herself peaking again, never having fallen too far from her own edge, and reached between her legs to rub her clit. Hyunjin might’ve been a bit sloppy, too caught up in his own pleasure, but the stretch of his cock in her was just too delicious to not finish her off.

“Good boy, Hyun,” she moaned in his ear. “Cum for me, in me, puppy. Become mine.”

She hadn’t even finished her words. At his goddess’s command to cum, he was spilling himself inside. Feeling the warmth flood her, Y/N arched herself as the pleasure blinded her, vision whiting out as if she had entered Olympus. She might’ve screamed or maybe that was just the ringing in her ears.

Hyunjin, eyes heavily lidded as he stared down at her, fucked her through her orgasm. And when she settled, he kissed gently around her neck and cheeks.

Y/N smiled, bringing her marked palm to his cheek, and kissed him deeply.

After a few, long, moments of breathing and gathering their bearings, the two readjusted in her bed. Silk and luxury surrounding them, nothing felt more comforting than each other’s arms.

“Hades is going to destroy us when he finds out what we’ve done.” Hyunjin finally spoke quietly into the darkness of her room.

“Good thing I have the fearsome Cerberus to protect me.” She teased, nipping at his collarbone.

“I’m serious, Y/N. I need you… I– I love you. I can’t have anything harming you.” Hyunjin squeezed her tighter to him.

“I love you too, Hyunjin. I swear to you, you will never lose me. I am eternally yours.” Y/N sighed, her heart full. “I don’t know what will happen with my step-father. But, you are mine now as I am yours. We will deal with whatever comes, together, in this life and the next.”

#stray kids #skz #hwang hyunjin #reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #fluff #smut #cerberus au #goddess au #greek mythology au #oneshot #fictober

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hueningsloverr · 9 months ago

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౨ৎ persephone !

pairing: soobin x fem!reader summary: pomegranates and persephone. that's what soobin had come to learn. word count: 0.5k

most of your past lovers chose to call you tasteful names, crude insults surrounding the general theme of you being a monster. but you were no monster. you were just a woman.

in a way you were like a pomegranate- it was obvious when someone didn’t love you properly. all your past lovers left with red stained hands and disappointment etched across their face.

that’s why soobin was so special - he was able to get you to open up without forcing you so aggressively that you snapped. he didn't force you to suddenly bare yourself to him, he was slow, moving at your pace instead of his.

soobin was nothing like your past lovers. he was the exact opposite. he took the time to memorise you; to him nothing was 'too insignificant'. he remembered your favourite artists, colours, songs, and even time of day. everything mattered to him. and that is what made him matter so much to you. he knew of your affinity for greek mythology, and though most found it unsettling, he found it intruging.

'persephone and hades?' he queried, his head cocked to the side as his eyebrows furrowed. where had he heard those names before? he tried his best to pay attention in classes.

'they were believed by the greeks to be the king and queen of the underworld! there's a lot of retellings of their story, but in most of them...'

he watched in awe as you rambled on and on, eyes filled with nothing more than adoration. so what if you were a geek? a nerd? you were cute.

'but a common theme is that persephone ate the seeds of a pomegranate, meaning she was forced to stay in the underworld forever. but hades worked a deal out with her mom, demeter. that's why we have seasons!' you grinned like a small child showing a finger-painting to their parent. and soobin felt a sense of pride grow within him.

'we have seasons because... hades and persephone are in love?' he laughed slightly, his head not fully wrapped around the idea.

'we have seasons because both hades and demeter wished to be by persephones side, but neither could leave their realm. so...'

he felt bad for constantly finding himself in a daze, but there was such an intoxicating way in which you spoke about mythology that made him feel like a teenage boy again.

it was that very same day soobin realised for himself how similar to a pomegranate you were. he thought it was silly, comparing his girlfriend to a fruit, but in his head it made sense.

you symbolised life to him, you were like regeneration - allowing him to become a new version of himself he was not even aware was possible. all the symbols of a pomegranate could be applied to you - the myths and the stories revolving around the reddish fruit. it was odd, yet also endearing.

hades and persephone - a story of love that probably never should have been, a story of love that seemed impossible.

to soobin, the rulers of the underworld were not so different from the two of you.

except, whilst he was just hades, you were both persephone and the pomegranate. and instead of persephone being stuck with hades, it was soobin who found himself stuck to you. all because of how desirable you were.

a/n: i know! i know! usually i don't really include specific genders in my writings... but i love pomegranates and what they stand for as a literary device and i wrote this while on vacation as i watched my dad tear into a pomegranate whilst my mom looked like she was holding a small child

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jeonginshaelmoni · 2 years ago

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BEST BROTHER - COUNTING

Warning : None

Brothers

"Y/N, look!!" Gloria squealed. Y/M swiveled her head to see if anything funny happened.

"What?"

"Those boys are so hot!"

Y/N shrugged, thinking she was talking about the boys her brothers always sat with.

"We shod try!" Gloria said excitedly. "I'll go for the tall redhead, and you can have the blueberry!"

"Ew." Y/N gagged. "No, please. They're my brother's."

"Oh, I thought it was just you, Taehyun and Kai?"

"Nope." Y/N popped the 'p'. "See the redhead and blueberry? That's Soobin and Beomgyu."

"Wow."

"And the ones wearing suits, they're the four eldest, just came from work." Y/N continued. "Their names are Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok or Hobi, and Namjoon."

"That's all, right?"

"Nope." Y/N said again. "The pink haired one talking to the coach is Jimin, and next to him is his twin, Taehyung."

"How many sibling exactly do you have?"

"Do you see the group sitting by the net? Group of ten?"

"Don't tell me-"

"Yup." Y/N said. "From the left to right, Seungmin, Jungkook, his twin Chan, Seungmin quadruplets, Jisung Felix and Hyunjin, Yeonjun, his twin Changbin, Minho, and Jeongin."

"That's all right?"

"I have a twin named Hades but he got separated from us when Iwas none. And the final eldest brother is Ashton Kim Jaehwa."

"You have 22 siblings?" Gloria asked. "How do you put up with them?"

"Put up- with them?" Y/Na sked confusedly.

"It must be tiring."

"I hardly noticed."

#bts imagine #skz imagine #txt imagine #bts x female reader #txt x female reader #stray kids x female reader #txt x reader #stray kids x reader #bts x reader #han jisung x reader #han x reader #soobin x reader #beomgyu x reader #chan x reader #changbin x reader

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goldenhuening · 2 years ago

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♢ Soobin as Hades ♢

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#txt moodboard #soobin moodboard #txt layouts #tomorrow x together #choi soobin #choi soobin moodboard #txt soobin #txt #ari makes moodboards #Spotify

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stupid-cupidkrp · 2 years ago

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𝙶𝙰𝙼𝙴 . . . 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃!

the following muses have entered the game:

⋅♡ ⋅ aespa - yu jimin / karina [ until dawn ] ⋅♡ ⋅ ateez - kim hongjoong [ hollow knight ] ⋅♡ ⋅ ateez - jeong yunho [ genshin impact ] ⋅♡ ⋅ ateez - choi san [ super mario franchise ] ⋅♡ ⋅ ateez - jung wooyoung [ the sims 4 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ bts - jeon jungkook [ 7 days to die ] ⋅♡ ⋅ bts - park jimin [ legend of zelda - ocarina of time ] ⋅♡ ⋅ bts - kim namjoon / rm [ animal crossing ] ⋅♡ ⋅ bts - min yoongi / suga [ forza horizon 4 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ bts - kim taehyung / v [ the sims 4 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ enhypen - park sunghoon [ legend of zelda - totk ] ⋅♡ ⋅ g-idle - nicha yontararak / minnie [ kitty powers ] ⋅♡ ⋅ itzy - lee chaeryeong [ stardew valley ] ⋅♡ ⋅ le sserafim - sakura miyawaki [ dead by daylight ] ⋅♡ ⋅ le sserafim - kim chaewon [ the sims ] ⋅♡ ⋅ le sserafim - huh yunjin [ mario kart ] ⋅♡ ⋅ NCT - lee jeno [ chicken invaders 2 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ NMIXX - lily morrow [ overwatch ] ⋅♡ ⋅ pixy - choi eunji / dia [ apex legends ] ⋅♡ ⋅ seventeen - xu minghao / the8 [ sims 4 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ seventeen - kim mingyu [ minecraft ] ⋅♡ ⋅ stray kids - felix lee [ legend of zelda ] ⋅♡ ⋅ stray kids - yang jeongin / i.n. [ super mario 64 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ the boyz - lee jaehyun / hyunjae [ genshin impact ] ⋅♡ ⋅ the boyz - lee juyeon [ genshin impact ] ⋅♡ ⋅ twice - sana mintozaki [ dead by daylight ] ⋅♡ ⋅ tomorrow x together - choi soobin [ sudoku ] ⋅♡ ⋅ tomorrow x together - choi yeonjun [ dead by daylight ] ⋅♡ ⋅ tomorrow x together - choi beomgyu [ hades ] ⋅♡ ⋅ tomorrow x together - kang taehyun [ legend of zelda - totk ] ⋅♡ ⋅ tomorrow x together - huening kai [ dead by daylight ] ⋅♡ ⋅ zerobaseone - seok matthew [ stardew valley ] ⋅♡ ⋅ zerobaseone - sung hanbin [ cyberpunk 2077 ] ⋅♡ ⋅ soloist - cho seungyoun / woodz [ mass effect ]

you have 48 hours to add both president miso and delinquent ryo , and from there you will be given your set of startup instructions. we can't wait to have you, player!

#♡ acceptances #stupidcupidkrp

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seoulvirtue · 1 year ago

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♡ — "I haven't eaten yet, so you came in time. Otherwise, I'd probably work my lunch then Risa will be mad at me!" He chuckles lightly while watching Soobin cautiously approach the sitting area. "Zeus, Hades Off!" He called to the two German shepherds who were the most curious, and they slowly backed off. / continued from x ( @wcvensouls)

#♡ ┋ shin woosung › dialogue.#wcvensouls

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princesscatalina99 · 2 years ago

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Roleplaying roles I would look for

ADORA

Android 17

Android 18

Anne

Bang Chan

Bardock

Beerus

Beomgyu

BIBI

Black Adam

Black Canary

Black Mask

Blaise Zabini

Broly

Bucky Barnes

Captain Hook

Cassian Andor

Cedric Diggory

Chaeryeong

Chaeyoung

Cheetah

Cheng Xiao

Chung Ha

Dami

Deadpool

Deadshot

Deathstroke

Dean Thomas

Doctor Strange

Draco Malfoy

Drax

Edward Cullen

Eric Nam

E:U

Eunha

Frieza

Gamora

Gaston

General Hux

Giselle

Green Arrow

Hades

Han

Harley Quinn

HeeJin

Heize

Hongjoong

Hueningkai

Huntress

Hyunjin (stray kids)

Jacob Black

Jafar

Jason Todd

John Constantine

Joker

Joohoney

Jooyeon

Joshua

Killmonger

Kylo Ren

Lee Seoyeon

Lex Luthor

Loki

Lucas

Lucius Malfoy

Luna Lovegood

Matt Murdock

Mingyu

Momo

Mysterio

Nebula

Neville Longbottom

Ningning

Peter Pan

Piccolo

Poison Ivy

Qi’ra

Riddler

Ronan

Sana

Scarecrow

S.Coups

Selina Kyle

Seungkwan

She-Hulk

Soobin (txt)

Sora

Sorn

Spider-Man

Star-Lord

Taehyun (txt)

Thanos

Tom Riddle

Trunks

Vegeta

Vegito

Vernon

Wanda Maximoff

Wonho

Wonwoo

WOODZ

Yoojung

Youha

YuA

Yuju

Yuki (purple kiss)

Yukika

Yuqi

Zamasu

Zemo

Comment or message me if you’re interested in doing any..

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jiabeewrites · 6 months ago

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my sister forced me to watch all the descendants movies with her so uh here u go because brainrot

(Tbh the whole concept is fucked up but OH WELSIES HERES SOME KPOP AND DISNEY ROLLED TOGETHER)

tubatu: - yeonjun: son of mother gothel question mark - Soobin: son of Snow White - beomgyu: son of EVIL STEPMOTHER QUEEN FROM SNOW WHITE HE CAN BEEF WITH SOOB - tyun: sleeping beauty’s kid. 100% - hyuka: Cinderella’s kid?

skz: - chan: belle & beast’s kid for sure - Lino: prob evil queens kid - Changbin: Hercules kid - hyunjin: rapunzel’s kid - Han: jafar’s kid? - seungmin: maleficent 100% - in: hades

svt: - scoups: he’d also be belles kid - jeonghan: evil queen - shua: Ariel’s kid - jun: yzma - hoshi: Shere khan lmao - wonwoo: scar - uji: Elsa bc he lives in the snow and doesn’t go outside lmao - the8: cruelly devil frfr - mingyu: hades? - dk: RAPUNZEL - seungkwan: Cinderella - vernon: Tarzan & Jane? - dino: MAELFICENT

ateez: - all of them are pirates

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lafilledhivr · 1 year ago

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boyfriend na mala minghao, shua, jungwon, jay, jungkook, soobin, zamiel, raoul, iñigo, vincentius, ali, at hades cutie

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btxtreads · 4 years ago

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Epirus || Choi Soobin

Part of the Olympus Falls Series

➴ Pairing: Choi Soobin x Reader ➴ Word Count: 11.5k ➴ Genre: Fluff, Angst, Slowburn ➴ Warnings for this teaser: none ➴ Warnings for this fic: mentions of war, death, mentions of death, soul exchange, ghosts/spirits, a trial, implied smut, a disappearing fetus

Even when chosen one succumbs to the fields,

the hero will never yield.

To save Olympus and finish the war,

Is everyone’s final goal thus far.

The son of Zeus stands high and proud,

While the other watches happily from the ground.

The war is to end when the other is safe and sound,

To break the chains keeping Olympus bound.

Y/N collapsed on the floor, her mind racing a mile a minute.

Joonhyuk is dead.

From behind her, she can hear Ari—daughter of Aphrodite and Joonhyuk’s girlfriend—break into hysterics.

Bongjoo—son of Demeter—fretted over the girl and Beomjae—son of Athena—wracked his mind for solutions to the current dilemma.

“What do you mean my brother is dead?” Y/N muttered from her spot at the floor.

No one bothered to reply.

In that one corner, she never felt as alone as she did.

She just lost her little brother, the boy who has been by her side through everything—her little protege who never let the title son of Zeus get in his head.

Joonhyuk, the savior of the prophecy, is dead.

Beomjae’s eyes softened as Y/N pulled herself up.

“He—Joonhyuk can’t die, guys. The prophecy said he’s the hero, the son of Zeus. He’s the only son of Zeus so—“ Y/N stuttered out.

Beomjae approached the girl with a soothing pat on her shoulders.

“I-I know, I don’t understand either, Y/N,” Beomjae sighed.

“We can’t win the war without him,” Bongjoo mumbled.

“Is there any way to get him back?” Ari sobbed. “I love him—I want him back!”

Y/N whirled around to the grieving girl, fire in her eyes as she snarled.

“Can you stop being selfish for once?!” Y/N growled.

Ari cried harder as she glared at the daughter of Zeus.

“Y/N, that’s enough,” Beomjae mumbled soothingly as he pulled the angry girl away. “I can think of a way,”

“What?”

“Souls have been saved from the Underworld before, through diplomacy and negotiation with Hades,” Beomjae offered.

“Do you think it’ll work?” Ari asked weakly.

“I think so,” Beomjae sighed.

“I think we can pull it off and reason with Hades—after all, it is the war of the gods we’re fighting,” Bongjoo sighed, still comforting Ari.

“Okay, not to be pessimistic—but this is Hades we’re talking about,” Y/N said. “One: we’re not fighting the war of the gods—we’re fighting the war to save Olympus. If you haven’t noticed, Hades is the god that hates Olympus. I doubt he’d care,”

Ari opened her mouth to talk, but Y/N continued her rant.

“Two: This isn’t a Disney cartoon. You can’t just go down and go all Hercules and steal a soul off Styx—Styx doesn’t even have the souls. We won’t know where Joonhyuk is,”

Ari started to cry once more as Beomjae sighed.

“Well, do you have any other solutions?”

Y/N stopped talking, lips pursed as she thought of another loophole.

There wasn’t.

“Well?” Beomjae asked.

Y/N sighed, grabbing her coat from a nearby rack.

“Fine, but I’m going with you,” Y/N said, grumbling under her breath. “If this fails, I told you so,”

Y/N pulled on the loose threads on her jacket as she groaned.

“I can’t believe this is happening right now,” Y/N hissed.

“Better believe it, we’re here,” Beomjae scolded as he cleared his throat as he looked up at the gigantic door leading to Hades’ castle.

“How exactly do we get in?” Bongjoo asked, flinching as Ari scoffed.

“The faster we get in,” Ari said, stomping forward and pushing the other three demigods out of the way. “The faster I get him back,”

Y/N blinked as Ari pounded on the gigantic wooden door with a scream.

“Hades, let us in!” Ari screamed hysterically. “Let us in!”

Y/N pulled Ari away.

“Calm down—we don’t want to infuriate the god—“

Click!

The four demigods looked over at the wooden doors swung open.

Another wooden door was visible at the end of the hall.

Ari brushed Y/N’s hand off her shoulder to shoot the girl a glare.

“You we’re saying?” Ari hissed as she stomped in the castle with an arrogant pep in her step.

“That’s it—we’re going to die,” Y/N said, smacking her lips as she followed Ari into the hall.

As they neared the second door, it swung open as well—and they were met with a man their age.

He was decked in a black turtleneck and jeans as he slumped on the throat—head propped on his palm as he looked onto the group.

“Hi,” he sighed, straightening up. “What can I do for you?”

His voice was so deep, charming—simply alluring.

There was no reply as the demigods looked at each other.

Y/N stepped forward, clearing her throat as she looked at the boy straight in the eyes.

Very cute boy—with long legs, jet-black hair, bright brown eyes, upturned lips.

“We would like to speak with Lord Hades,” Y/N spoke, voice firm and determined.

The boy smiled, chuckling silently as he tilted his head.

“You are speaking to Hades,” The boy laughed.

Y/N’s eyes widened as she turned back to her companions.

By those words, Ari was gaping, Bongjoo looked confused and Beomjae just looked downright shocked.

“Y-You’re Hades?” Ari asked, holding a hand to her mouth. “I thought you’re like 43? You’re not 43—you’re cute!”

Hades blinked on his throne before looking back down at Y/N, coughing awkwardly.

“I—uh—I look like this usually,” The god muttered as he fidgeted in his throne.

He cleared his throat before smiling once more.

“Anyway, what can I do for you?” He asked.

Y/N was mesmerized as every move of the boy made the diamond jewelry on his body glint in the firelight.

She shook her head as Hades looked at her expectantly.

“My brother—his name is Joonhyuk, son of Zeus. He’s the hero of the prophecy for the current war, but he died,” Y/N spoke.

“Prophecy?” The god asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “Like, the war of Olympus prophecy?”

“Yes,”

The god look taken aback as he opened his mouth.

“Oh, but,” Hades frowned. “he’s dead, and even I can’t dictate what the fates would decide. If he’s dead, he’s dead,”

“He can’t die, my lord,” Beomjae started, stepping up next to Y/N. “He’s our only chance at winning—and you’re our only chance at getting him back,”

Y/N turned back to the god as he only tilted his head.

Beomjae launched into a monologue of explanation.

“Orpheus and Eurydice—you gave Orpheus a chance to get Eurydice back,” Beomjae reasoned.

“I knew he was going to look back,” The god shrugged. “Wouldn’t cost me a soul, so—“

“Please, Hades,” Ari pleaded.

“I don’t get paid for this shit,” Hades sighed, running a hand through his hair and smiling tiredly over at the demigods. “Fine. There is a way,”

“We’ll do it!” Ari said, stepping up. “What is it, my Lord?”

“I need a soul in exchange of Joonhyuk—there needs to be a balance,” Hades sighed. “There are other ways but this is the guaranteed—fastest—way,”

Y/N turned over to her friends, who started to talk amongst themselves.

“Guys? What do we do?”

Ari started to tear up once more, and Bongjoo looked lost.

For the first time, the son of Athena was lost for words as his shoulders slumped.

“I-I don’t know,” Beomjae said silently.

“Look, I’m really sorry,” Hades said, frowning. “But that’s the way—even gods have rules to follow,”

Y/N screwed her eyes shut as she stepped forward more.

“I’ll do it,”

All heads snapped over to her.

As she opened her eyes, her gaze locked with Hades.

“If I do this—there’s a guarantee that Joonhyuk will survive, right?” Y/N asked.

Slowly, the god nodded.

“Yes, you have my word,”

“You swear?”

“I swear on the River Styx,”

There was a strike of thunder, sealing the deal.

Y/N closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she turned back to her friends.

Ari’s tears started pouring out as Beomjae gasped in shock.

“Y/N—“

“Bongjoo—make sure you three make your way up with Joonhyuk, alright?”

The boy nodded sadly.

“Beomjae—You are so smart,” Y/N smiled softly as she patted the younger’s hair. “And with you and Joonhyuk fighting side-by-side, you’ll win this,”

Beomjae only regarded the girl with soft, sad eyes.

“Ari,” Y/N started, taking the girl’s hands. “We may have had our differences—but I know you, and I know you love Joonhyuk. Can you tell him I love him, too?”

Ari sobbed harder as she launched herself on the girl.

When they pulled away, there was a hand that landed on Y/N’s shoulder.

The girl tensed up as she felt Hades’ tall presence behind her.

“I’ll take care of you, don’t worry,” Hades soothed before looking up at her companions. “Joonhyuk will be outside the throne room,”

As the other demigods bid their goodbyes and made their way out, Y/N turned around slowly to look over at the god.

“Lord Hades,” She said softly, bowing.

“No! No, none of that!” The god rushed, burning red as he shook his head fiercely. “And—uh, call me Soobin,”

“Soobin?”

“That’s my name,” The god nodded slowly. “Hades is just the title—but, uh, I’m Soobin,”

“Soobin,” Y/N mumbled, letting his name roll on her tongue before she looked back up at the god—boy—with a frown. “Shall I proceed to the Fields of Asphodel, then?”

“No,” Soobin said, smiling softly as he shook his head once more. “I’ll show you to your room upstairs.”

“Why?”

“Because I feel bad for you, for essentially keeping you here against your will,” Soobin shrugged, walking forward as Y/N followed behind him. “Letting you stay in the castle instead of being lost in the Fields is the least I can do—you technically aren’t dead, anyway.”

“If you really feel bad, you’d let me go back with my friends,”

The boy turned his head back, shooting the girl a sympathetic look.

“I’m really sorry, but you know I can’t do that—it’s either one of you or him. You were the one that wanted to stay,”

“Yeah,” Y/N pursed her lips as she looked out at the window they were passing—catching a quick glimpse of her former companions.

This time, there was another figure—a tall boy with brown hair—following them. Joonhyuk.

“I know,” Y/N sighed sadly as Soobin shot her a sad smile.

“I hope you at least like your room,” Soobin offered as he threw open a set of double-doors. “Take a look,”

Y/N sat on the couch, uncomfortable as Soobin sat across from her—completely immersed on the novel he held in his hands.

“Big library,” Y/N squeaked out.

Soobin smiled as he set his book down.

“You didn’t have to say yes to accompanying me here if you were that uncomfortable being with me, you know,” Soobin said, eyes amused as he looked over at Y/N.

“No, no, it’s fine. I’m great!” Y/n said, as she reached out to take a random scroll of parchment nearby. “I’m just going to read this parchment!”

Soobin chuckled as he turned back to his book.

Y/N cleared her throat, wincing at her awkwardness as she unrolled her parchment—eyes scanning the words on the paper.

Today, I took a stroll on the beautiful gardens of the Underworld. I particularly loved the Scintilla blossoms and the Gumamelas. Strangely, there was a bush of white roses with golden outlines. I’ve never seen anything quite like it. Maybe it was being grown for me? I feel like he really is in love with me—despite what my family tells me. I do feel more and more endeared to Hades—Soobin. I grow more and more in love.

Persephone.

Y/N blinked as she let her hand run through the parchment.

“Persephone,” She mumbled.

“What was that?” Soobin asked, raising his head once more.

“Oh, nothing,” Y/N shook her head as she passed him the parchment. “Just—uh—read a little something,”

“Ah,” Soobin winced as he glanced at the handwriting. “Persephone.”

“You must really love her to start a whole flower garden for her, huh? And a new type of rose?” Y/N asked, tilting her head. “I want to be loved like that—I mean, minus the kidnapping—No offense.”

Soobin chuckled as he rolled the parchment once more.

“None taken, seeing as I didn’t grow a garden for Persephone, or make a new kind of rose for her,” Soobin shrugged. “or even kidnap her. I did none of those.”

“What?” Y/N blinked.

“Hm, how do I start?” Soobin smiled, adjusting his sitting on the couch. “I saved Persephone. I didn’t kidnap her,”

“But Demeter?”

“Demeter nags. She nags a lot,” Soobin snorted. “But no, I didn’t kidnap Persephone or anything—I never even married Persephone, or wanted to. I didn’t like her like that. I didn’t like anyone,”

Y/N pursed her lips as Soobin fiddled with his thumbs.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as the god narrated his story, laying himself and his history bare in front of the demigod.

“So, if that all didn’t happen—what exactly happened?”

“Well, I saved her—she was in an open field. There was a god rampaging that day, and he saw Persephone. Left alone, who knows what could happen to her?” Soobin shrugged. “She was a sweet kid and I was there anyways, so I figured—sure, why not? She did stay here for a while, I accommodated her though I kept telling her to go back to her mom in Olympus. She didn’t want to. It felt rude to kick her out, so I didn’t,”

“So, what gave Demeter the impression you kidnapped her?”

“I don’t know,” Soobin shrugged. “She just came down here and started calling me a kidnapper. Persephone didn’t defend me or anything,”

“Why did you make Persephone go back and forth, then?”

“Please,” Soobin snorted, smiling at the girl. “That’s not true—notice she’s not here? It’s drought season,”

Y/N nodded slowly, processing the information as Soobin cleared her throat.

“I never made her go back and forth—I never wanted to be with her. I never wanted to marry anyone, really,” Soobin said as he mumbled under his breath. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this,”

“That’s got to suck—Why?” Y/N smiled sympathetically as she tilted her head.

Soobin cleared his throat as he shrugged.

“I—uh—think Aphrodite hates me? I’ve never loved anyone or had anyone fall in love with me,” He said. “It’s not like I don’t want to, it’s just that I haven’t felt it, so,”

“I don’t understand,” Y/N said—curiously taking the bait to peek into the life of a god. “gods fall in love all the time—you guys literally have sex all the time,”

Soobin laughed.

“Sex, sure—I had it,” Soobin smiled. “But never love. It’s scary—have you seen Orion, Medusa, Helen, Cleopatra?”

“Not all love stories end in tragedy, you know.” Y/N said, frowning as Soobin shrugged.

“My life is a tragedy—I’d be more surprised if my love wouldn’t be,”

As Soobin shot the girl a small smile and returned to his novel, Y/N had an epiphany—Hades was never the villain of the story.

Hades was just a victim of Olympus—thrown away and used as a scapegoat when he was just a kind and gentle creature too shy to defend himself from all the allegations thrown to him by the gods playing protagonist.

Hades—Soobin—was just the misunderstood outcast living under the shadow of Zeus and Poseidon.

It was her next to Joonhyuk—and Beomjae, Ari and Bongjoon.

Maybe, for the first time, she finally found somebody understood how she felt all these years.

It just so happened he was the god of the dead.

Y/N laughed as Soobin scrunched his nose, grip tight on his fork.

“I’m not the god of death, okay? I’m god of the dead.” Soobin scoffed as he stabbed into a plate of ambrosia. “Death is Thanatos.”

Y/N shook her head as she took a bite of her eggs.

Soobin looked at her with a tilt of the head.

“You know—you’re technically a soul. You can eat ambrosia by the bulk now,” Soobin said, pointing over to the big serving plate of ambrosia in front of him.

“I—um—like the sense of humanity,” Y/N smiled, shaking her head.

Still confused, Soobin nodded.

“So, um, are you busy today?”

Y/N looked up, raising an eyebrow at Soobin.

“I mean I have nothing to do here, so—“

“Right, right,” Soobin said, coughing awkwardly. “I just—have a free day? I was thinking maybe I could show you around the castle.”

Y/N bit her lip, smiling softly.

“Yeah, Okay,” She said with a chuckle. “I’d love that.”

After breakfast, Y/N found herself taking a stroll at the castle gardens with Soobin by her side.

This time the boy wore a loose, white, collared shirt, black slacks and black dress shoes—the whole ensemble fitting him just right.

His hair was styled delicately—black hair perfectly parted by his forehead.

He looked ethereal.

Y/N shook herself out of her stupor as Soobin bent down to admire the sunflowers growing out of a small patch in the gardens.

Soobin turned to Y/N waving her over, making her smile and press closer to the flowers and to Soobin.

“Sunflowers are actually my favorite,” Soobin confessed as he caressed the petals of the flower. “These are one of the first plants I had growing here. Don’t you think they look pretty?”

Y/N smiled as she reached out to the flowers herself.

“Pretty,” she agreed.

She wondered how these flowers, especially ones that thrived on as much sunlight as it could muster, prospered underground in the world of the dead, but as she looked over to Soobin who smiled fondly at his garden, she realized that she was with someone who could do the impossible.

Soobin looked over at her, chuckling as he stood up.

“What’s your favorite flower?”

“Roses,” Y/N answered without a beat.

A look of recognition flashed in Soobin’s eyes as he dragged her over to another area of the gardens.

“Remember when you read about the white and gold roses that I made?” Soobin smiled, presenting her with a rosebush in full-bloom.

“Oh,” She gasped. “Oh, wow.”

Soobin smiled, letting his hand wander over the bush and pluck a rose off—expertly cutting it off.

“Soobin—the thorns—“

“Here,” he smiled, giving it to the girl.

Y/N blinked as she looked over at the rose—no thorns.

“I—no thorns?”

“Nope,” Soobin smiled as Y/N reluctantly accepted the flower. “Nothing can hurt you here, Y/N, not even a flower—so don’t worry. I got you,”

Y/N smiled as she smelled the flower in her hands.

“It smells nice,” She commented as she looked around, smiling at the gardens. “It’s beautiful—everything is beautiful,”

Soobin smiled, letting his eyes dance on her face as he echoed her words.

“Beautiful,” Soobin said, his hands reaching out to brush Y/N’s hair away from her face. “You’re beautiful.”

Her shocked eyes snapped over to his equally wide ones, but none of them pulled away or made a move to stop the action.

Then, she smiled.

“You’re beautiful, too,”

It was dangerous—what she’s doing— growing fonder and fonder of the boy who swore up and down that was scared of falling in love.

It’s alright.

This feeling was probably nothing, anyways.

Y/N smiled, leaning on the gates of hell as she chuckled.

Soobin groaned as he rolled his sleeves back to his elbows, wiping the sweat off of his forehead.

This time, the boy wore a loose grey hoodie and kept his hair undone.

He looked so, for a lack of a better word, boyfriend.

Y/N winced—she just called the god of dead so boyfriend.

That was disgusting.

Still, she couldn’t help but observe the male as he picked up a gigantic red ball and tutted at the three-headed dog.

“Cerberus. Here, buddy!” He whistled before throwing the ball up.

The dog—dogs?—yipped as they shot up for the right head take a bite of the ball.

It, then, leaned down to place the slobber-covered ball by Soobin’s feet.

Soobin frowned, looking back at Y/N.

“You know, I still can’t believe you convinced me to play ball with Cerb,” Soobin deadpanned as Y/N walked forward—black skirt trailing behind her as she wrapped her arm around Soobin’s.

“Aw, come on—you’re having fun, I can tell,” Y/N laughed as Soobin sighed, picking the ball back up.

Y/N laughed at the sight—the ball was the size of an extra-large-sized Yoga Ball that almost engulfed Soobin.

“You come here and throw it, then!” Soobin humphed, passing the ball over to the girl.

Y/N yelped as her hands made contact with the slobber-covered ball.

“Soobin—“ She started to whine before she looked up to see Cerberus’ three heads looking down at her with bared tongues and a furiously wagging tail.

“Uh,” Y/N started, stopping short when hands wrapped around hers and a body pressed on her back.

“Okay, just uh—Throw the ball up so he doesn’t crush the spirits coming into the underworld,“ Soobin guided her. “and then—uh—step out of the way so he doesn’t crush you too. It’s not fun,”

Y/N nodded stiffly as Soobin adjusted her grip on the ball, his hands falling down to her waist.

“Okay, and go,”

Y/N threw the ball up.

As Cerberus leaped up to catch the ball, Soobin’s hands gripped her waist and roughly pulled her back and out of Cerberus’ way.

Y/N yelped as she stumbled, falling back.

Soobin groaned as he fell down, Y/N’s weight crushing him.

“I—am so sorry—“ Y/N stuttered, turning around.

Immediately, both of them froze with bright red blushes.

Soobin’s hands rested on her hips as she sat directly on his lap and hovered over him.

Soobin gulped, eyes locked onto Y/N as she burned redder.

“Oh, um—“ Y/N rushed, pulling herself off of Soobin. “Sorry,”

“S’okay,” Soobin smiled softly, a fiery red blush on his cheeks as he gestured over to the chimera. “But—uh, look. Told you you’d get crushed if we didn’t move,”

Indeed, Cerberus was plopped down on the place where they previously stood—middle head happily gnawing on the red ball.

“Oh, that’s uh—great—“

Soobin and Y/N turned away from each other—the latter with a soft smile on her face.

He gets cuter and cuter by the day.

Soobin chuckled as Y/N propped her elbow on the dining table, staring fondly at the boy.

This time—the god wore a silk black shirt with a collar, then an expensive-looking black blazer over it.

Y/N had to hold her praises back because dear gods, he looked so good.

“So,” Y/N spoke. “Do you want to hang out today—“

Immediately, Soobin frowned sadly and sighed.

“I wish I could, but I have work,” Soobin shrugged sadly. “God of dead things to attend to,”

“Oh,” Y/N said dejectedly, looking back down on her plate.

“I’m really sorry,” Soobin frowned, reaching out to place his hand over hers and running his thumb over the back of her hand.

“No, no—it’s okay! It’s your job, of course you have to go,” Y/N shook her head, before her eyes widened with mischief. “but that doesn’t mean you have to go alone,”

Soobin raised his eyebrows in confusion as Y/N perked up.

“I can go with you—I promise I won’t be a distraction or something!”

“I don’t know,” Soobin said, scratching the back of his head as Y/N gasped.

“Come on, please?” Y/N pleaded, intertwining her hands with his and giving it a gentle squeeze. “It’ll be like take your daughter to work day—except I’m not your daughter and the work is, you know, death,”

Soobin laughed in amusement as he tilted his head at the girl.

“I don’t know, Y/N—You? My daughter?” Soobin snorted. “No, thanks,”

“What—I don’t have the daughter of Hades spunk?” Y/N scoffed in mock offense as she held a hand to her chest. “Frankly, I’m offended,”

“Do pray tell,” Soobin shot back, leaning his head on his free palm as he squeezed their intertwined hands. “Who’d be your mother, then?”

“No idea,” Y/N quipped as she looked up in thought. “Who?”

As he looked over at the girl, Soobin muttered under his breath unknowingly.

“How can I imagine you as my child when I keep seeing you as the mother of mine?” He mumbled.

The statement was not fallen onto deaf ears as Y/N shot her head over to Soobin.

The boy’s eyes were only trained on their intertwined hands.

Y/N chuckled awkwardly, blushing as Soobin realized that she heard him.

“Stop being cute,” Y/N giggled as Soobin burned red.

“Why did I just say that?” Soobin mumbled to himself once more.

“I can still hear you,” Y/N laughed, reaching out and brushing his hair off of his forehead. “I promise I’ll behave,”

Soobin sighed.

“Okay, but just because you asked me to!”

Hours later, Y/N and Soobin stood in the middle of a barren field with cloudy gray skies.

There were hazy white figures wandering around.

One of Y/N’s hands gripped Soobin’s hand, the other clutching on his sleeve as she looked around.

“What is this?” Y/N asked, eyes confused.

“This is the Hall of Judgement,” Soobin smiled, wrapping his arm around her figure. “Don’t be scared,”

“I’m not scared,” Y/N said, pressing herself closer to Soobin—making the boy smile. “Just, uh, don’t leave me,”

“Okay, follow me,” Soobin laughed as they neared a soul of a female girl in war-gear. “Hello,”

The soul flinched, turning around swiftly with a fierce glare.

“Who’s there?” The spirit demanded before looking at the two. “Wait—Y/N? Daughter of Zeus Y/N?”

“Aris?” Y/N asked, eyes wide as she pulled herself from Soobin. “You’re—“

“Where—You were missing?” Aris gasped.

“Aris, I— you’re in the Underworld,”

“Oh, the Under—Are you dead? Wait, am I dead?”

Y/N’s eyes turned sad as the girl gasped in realization.

“What’s the last thing you remember?” Soobin asked, stepping forward and letting a hand rest on Y/N’s lower back.

Y/N’s hands reached behind her back, clutching his as she smiled at him.

“And you are?” Aris’ challenging tone was back.

“Aris,” Y/N started gently. “This is Lord Hades—the god of the Underworld,”

Aris’ eyes widened as she gasped.

“I-It’s real—“ She said as she observed Soobin. “You’re—I really am dead,”

“I’m sorry, Aris,” Y/N sighed. “But what’s the last thing you remember?”

“Um,” Aris started, voice quivering as she gathered her thoughts. “I was—I was talking to Joonhyuk—“

“Joonhyuk, is he okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, he’s alive,” Aris said. “He, uh, told me he came back to finish the war and save us all,”

Y/N smiled gently as Soobin squeezed her hand.

“Okay,” Y/N said softly, urging Aris on. “So, you were talking to Joonhyuk? Then?”

“Oh, uh, we heard that, um,” Aris’ eyebrows furrowed as she worked hard to remember the details of her dead. “We heard there was a breach in our defenses over at the bridge—Cyclops attack, so I went there. It was a big flock. I led the army and next thing I know—I was on my way here,”

Soobin nodded softly as he leaned in and whispered to Y/N’s ear.

“I have to talk to the judges, would you be okay with her?”

“Yeah, Bin,” Y/N smiled softly as Soobin pulled away. “I’ll be fine,”

The boy shot her and the spirit a small smile before striding over to a large black tent.

“Y/N?” Aris asked, eyes turning confused. “Why did you call Lord Hades ‘Bin’?”

“Oh,” Y/N chuckled, realizing that not everyone was familiar with his real name. “That’s his nickname—he likes being called by his nickname,”

“Ah,” Aris nodded. “Well, are you here to be judged too?”

Y/N smacked her lips before shrugging.

“He told me I didn’t need to—I’m not really dead and I’m staying with him anyways,” Y/N said.

“With him?”

“His castle is so big—there’s so much rooms!”

Aris furrowed her eyebrows as Y/N’s eyes shifted back to the black tent—waiting for Soobin to exit.

“Y/N?” Aris asked, tone grave. “Why aren’t you fighting up there?”

Y/N’s eyebrow raised in confusion.

“What do you mean why am I—“ Y/N gasped in realization. “Do you guys not know—Do you all think I abandoned you?”

“Didn’t you?” Aris blinked in confusion.

“No—of course not!” Y/N shook her head rapidly. “In order to get Joonhyuk out of here and back to life, someone had to stay so the souls were balanced in the Underworld. A life for a life, so I gave up mine—so he can come back and fight for you all,”

“Oh,” Aris nodded slowly. “They—Beomjae, Bongjoo, Ari and Joonhyuk never told us. We figured you just up and left,”

“I-I didn’t,” Y/N’s eyes turned sad.

“Why are you staying with Hades, then?” Aris asked, crossing her arms before she gasped with wide eyes. “Is he—Did he kidnap you like he did Persephone? Is he—“

“No, he’s not like that!” Y/N said, sighing in frustration.

Her eyes wandered back over to the tent as Soobin exited, making a beeline for a nearby flock of child spirits with a smile.

The boy crouched down, eyes soft as he talked gently.

“I love being with him,” Y/N said, eyes soft as Soobin continued to converse with the children—reaching out and ruffling the hair of one. “He’s nice, kind, considerate, charming—“

Soobin looked over at Y/N and smiled, winking before he turned back to the kids with a chuckle.

Immediately, her heart pounded in her chest.

Gods, she was doomed.

Y/N cleared her throat before looking back at the girl.

“I’m happy to be here,”

“But it’s not exactly Olympus—“

“I know, and I’d rather be here with him,” Y/N said softly.

The girl flinched as a figure in a dark cloak approached them.

“Im Aris—Daughter of Ares, you must proceed to the Judgement Pavilion,” The figure spoke in a muffled voice.

“I—This is it,” Aris said softly, eyes downcast as Y/N nodded to her.

“Good luck, Aris,” Y/N mumbled, watching Aris shoot her a small smile as she followed the figure to the tent.

A hand landed on her waist, making her heart stutter as she looked up to see Soobin smile down at her—his figure towering over her.

“Hey,” he greeted as he looked over at Aris’ departing figure. “Good to go?”

“Yep, yeah,” Y/N nodded smiling up at him. “Come on, let’s go home,”

“Actually, let’s go on a walk,”

Y/N gasped as Soobin pulled her towards River Styx.

“Come on, over here,” Soobin smiled as they walked by the river bank.

As the clear waters of the river flowed gently, a soft haze floated above it.

The haze contained hundreds of different artifacts streaming back and forth.

“I—I thought they said that the Styx was polluted because of the lost hopes and dreams and stuff?” Y/N asked as she marvelled at the sight.

Yeah,” Soobin pointed down at the water. “Some of the dreams fall down,”

Y/N looked down at the water just in time for a broken baseball bat to fall out of the haze and sink into the water.

“Oh,” Y/N winced.

She reached out to intertwine her hands with Soobin.

“I take a walk here sometimes, when I want to think,” Soobin softly smiled as they continued walking. “Seeing all these lost hopes and dreams remind me that I’m actually pretty fortunate to be where I am right now, even if I’m not doing such a good job as the god of the Underworld,”

Y/N frowned, squeezing his hand as she reached out and brushed her hand against the haze.

“Soob, you are doing amazing,” Y/N said smiling softly as her hand grasped on an object in the haze.

Immediately, her vision sparked—showing her a quick memory of a child forced to give up his dreams of being an actor to be a doctor.

“What did you see?” Soobin asked curiously as Y/N pulled her hand out of the haze to find a rusty Oscar Award. “Ah,”

Y/N sighed, releasing the award back to the haze.

“So, you see the memories, huh?”

Soobin nodded, tugging her along as he continued walking.

“When the memory is strong enough,” Soobin shrugged, smiling as Y/N continued to run her hand through the mist.

When her hand gripped on a small square item—she pulled it out.

It was a velvet box.

Soobin looked down at the box, stopping his walk as he opened his mouth and let out a soft ‘oh’.

Immediately, Y/N pried the box open and she was shot into a memory of a girl whose dream was to get married to the love of her life—but she wasn’t able to because he was a soldier that died fighting in a war.

“She said no?” Soobin said as Y/N returned from the memory, her thumb softly caressing the small diamond atop the rusting gold ring.

“He died,” Y/N mumbled softly as she closed the box sadly, returning it to the haze.

“Oh,” Soobin said, eyes downcast. “A lost love,”

Y/N nodded sadly as she looked back up at Soobin, who was silently observing the passing stream of lost hopes and dreams.

She can’t be like that girl with the lost love.

“Bin?”

“Hm?” He looked back down at her with a small smile. “What’s up?”

She’s got to take a chance.

Mustering all her courage, she inhaled softly and locked her gaze with him.

“I love you,” Y/N said firmly before her gaze wavered, looking back down. “Or like—I’m not really sure what love feels, so I can’t say for sure,”

Soobin blinked in confusion as Y/N gulped.

“Anyways,” Y/N nodded. “I like spending time with you, and everytime I look at you or talk to you, my heart just deadass wants to sprint out of my chest,”

Soobin blinked, body tense as Y/N ranted.

“Everytime you to hold my hand, or pull me close or brush my hair, I—I really want to kiss you and I literally just stop myself. It’s at that point where I’m really going crazy and if I don’t knew what you feel in the next hour, I’m going to lose my mind,” Y/N pleaded as she looked back up. “So, please, just say something so I know what to do with myself,”

Soobin only gaped—eyes shifting around speechless.

“Binnie?”

His mouth opened and closed in shock as he stood—unsure what to do.

His eyes flew behind her pulling her closer to his body to avoid the water of the Styx splashing on them as a person—a demigod, from what Soobin felt—stumbled into the Styx.

Y/N’s hands clutched his arms as she heard the pained screams of the demigod falling into the Styx.

When the screams silenced, Y/N softly pulled herself out of Soobin’s grasp.

The boy looked down at Y/N.

“Y/N,” he started softly.

“I should have known,” The girl only smiled softly, nodding.

“Wait, Y/N—“ Soobin said, reaching back to grasp her arm and frowning when it was pulled out of reach.

“No, it’s okay—You have a mess to clean, Lord Hades,” Y/N nodded.

Soobin’s eyes turned sad as he looked back down at the demigod underneath the Styx, running a hand over his face.

“Soobin,” Soobin said, looking over at Y/N. “You call me Soobin, remember?”

“Please don’t make me do something that will make me feel closer to you,” Y/N said, furrowing her eyebrows as she bowed. “I’ll make my way back to the castle, my Lord,”

Soobin can only watch as Y/N walked away from him.

Soobin sighed in frustration, throwing his head back in exhaustion as Y/N didn’t appear for breakfast with him yet again.

One of the spirits serving him came out, refilling his glass of nectar.

“Where’s Y/N?” He asked softly.

“She ate her breakfast early, my Lord,” the soul replied.

Soobin furrowed his eyebrows as he set his fork down.

“I don’t understand—didn’t you say she ate at this time yesterday?” Soobin asked, growing frustrated.

“Yes, my Lord, but she changes her eating schedule often,” The soul replied, eyes downcast as she bowed in apology.

Soobin calmed himself down, breathing deeply.

“I-I see, I’m sorry, thanks,” Soobin ran down his face as he stood up. “I’m done eating,”

The souls serving him bowed and started to clean up as he left the dining area.

It’s been a week since he last saw any trace of Y/N—much less heard.

He missed her.

He wouldn’t admit it, but Soobin even dressed up today—remembering how Y/N once mentioned she liked it when he wore clothes that made him look more teenaged liked his face and not “a half-dead CEO”.

Soobin sighed, clutching the ends of his black windbreaker as he stopped in front of Y/N’s bedroom door.

He never made his way over to here, no matter how much he wanted to.

He wanted to give her space—she obviously didn’t want to see him.

In truth, he never replied to her because he didn’t know what to say.

He never thought about whether or not he was in love with her to be honest—he just wanted to be with her.

With that thought in mind, he nodded to himself and cleared his throat.

He placed a soft knock on the bedroom door and waited.

There was no answer.

He tried again.

No answer.

He sighed again, running a hand through his hair.

Maybe today’s not a good day.

As he turned to make his way out, his ears heard the distinct barks of Cerberus—along with a laugh that was all-too-familiar to him.

He made his way over to the nearby window, looking down to see Y/N laugh as she played with Cerberus.

With a smile, he made his way down—leaning at the door as he watched Y/N pat one of Cerberus’ heads as the other snuggled her and the last one chewed on their ball.

Y/N hummed as she scratched the back of the dog head’s ear.

“I do, I do like Soobin,” The girl ranted. “But like, I’m stupid, you know? He’s a god—a cute god, which is way worse,”

Y/N sighed as the dog tilted its right head.

“Like, he told me he’s never even fallen in love before—at all—so what makes me think I’m better than Persephone, right?” Y/N snorted. “Like I’m in way over my head. Persephone—really?”

Soobin pursed his lips, exhaling slowly as Y/N frowned to herself.

“I mean if he didn’t fall in love with Persephone—fat chance of falling in love with me, right?” Y/N cooed as Cerberus’ right head barked. “You didn’t have to agree,”

“Y/N,” Soobin said, walking forward.

Y/N flinched, wincing as she turned over to Soobin.

“You didn’t hear all of that, right?” Y/N said, clutching the skirt of her dress.

Her hair was down in pretty curls—she was dressed in a long, flowy, white dress.

Soobin only smiled softly as he looked over at her.

She looked beautiful.

“Can we talk?”

At Y/N soft nod, he turned back to lead her to the gardens—smiling softly at her soft cursing.

As soon as they stopped by the rose bush, Y/N sighed.

“You know, this is the part where you break up with me,” Y/N said, her hands tracing the gold outlines of the petal of a nearby rose. “but since we’re like, not dating or involved in any way at all, I’m assuming this means your’e kicking me out of the castle to the Fields of Asphodel—or the Hall of Judgement or something,”

Y/N bit her lip as she looked over to Soobin, who only put his hands in his pockets with a smile.

God, she hated that he looked so good even when he was booting her out.

“If that’s the case, can I like change into comfier clothes before you cast me into eternal damnation or something?” Y/N asked, chuckling nervously.

Her nervous smile fell as Soobin soflty shook his head.

Y/N sighed, screwing her eyes shut as she fiddled with her thumbs.

“I messed up, didn’t I?” Y/N said, scratching the back of her neck.

She looked back up at the god, who only smiled wider.

She hated how her heart still pounded at the fact that he was smiling at her.

Y/N cleared her throat as she nodded.

“Well then, I’ll—uh—escort myself to the Fields. I know the way,” Y/N said with a deep breath. “Uh, thank you—for taking care of me even for a short while. Sorry I screwed things up,”

She turned to leave, biting her lip as she felt tears spring up to her eyes.

She swallowed down the lump in her throat as she turned back to Soobin.

“Uh, since I’m here, I just—I wanna tell you that I’m angry at myself for falling in love with you, but there’s not a thing that I regret from that,” Y/N said, sighing as she smiled over at him and tried her best to hold her tears at bay.

Soobin’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“I’m not going to lie—I still love you. I think even more than i did when I told you the first time, and I’m grateful to have spent all these moments with you and for having met the man behind ‘Hades, the god of the dead’ title,” Y/N continued, gathering her thoughts as she fiddled with her thumbs. “And, um, Olympus is missing out of you, because you’re so perfect!”

Soobin’s smiled, eyebrows raising in surprise.

“And, I hope whatever you do or get up to in the future—you’d be okay, and happy,” Y/N said, nodding her head. “Because, the thought of you being sad makes me sad—though, obviously you wouldn’t care about that,”

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows as her mind snapped into attention at Soobin’s lack of response.

She nodded to herself, pursing her lips.

“Yeah, okay, I’m saying too much,” She turned abruptly. “I’m gonna go now,”

As she took a step forward, a hand grasped onto her wrist to pull her back.

She stumbled, letting her body follow as she was turned around.

Before she could say or do anything, she felt his soft lips crash on hers.

As soon as she felt him clutch her waist, Y/N swore she fell in love with him all over again.

Her heart skipped a beat as she let her hands reach up to run through his hair, eyes falling closed as she melted into him.

It was like the world could melt and break down all around her, but all that would matter to her was Soobin’s lips on hers.

Soobin smiled as he pulled away, leaning his forehead on hers with a soft chuckle.

Y/N blinked—stuck in a daze.

“Wha—“ Y/N started, looking up at him. “What was that?”

Soobin laughed, leaning back in and brushing his nose with hers.

“I love you too, genius,”

“Oh,” Y/N’s eyes widened as Soobin brushed her hair away from her face. “Honestly, I’m a bit disappointed we spent a whole week skirting around each other—that was so much wasted time,”

Y/N’s eyes softened as she sighed, brushing her lips on his and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay,” Soobin smiled. “We have all the time in the world to just—stay here,”

“Here?”

“Here with you,” Soobin nodded. “When I’m with you I feel nothing—I’m not the Lord of the dead, or Hades, or some weird godly outcast. I’m just Soobin. I feel nothing but you,”

Y/N breathed deeply, closing her eyes.

“You know,” she started. “When I told you I loved you I really wasn’t expecting you to love me back, so if you’re just forcing yourself to love me back then I—“

“I’m not,” Soobin said, shaking his head as he let his hands fall down to grip her waist again. “Look at me, Y/N,”

The girl opened her eyes, frowning as she locked gazes with Soobin.

“I’m not forcing myself to love you because it’s not hard to fall in love with you, okay? And I really do feel so lucky because you chose to fall in love with me,” Soobin said, hand softly lifting her chin and lips softly placing a peck on hers. “You are extra-ordinary, and I can’t believe you fell in love with me even if you’re stuck here like some prisoner—“

“Soobin, I don’t feel trapped here,” Y/N smiled, hands reaching up to cup his face. “Not when I’m with you,”

Soobin smiled happily, chuckling as he leaned back down to press another kiss on Y/N’s lips.

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as a group of Empousa stood in the throne room in front them.

Soobin, sitting on his throne next to her, rubbed his forehead in stress as the Empousai listed their demands.

He reached out, grabbing Y/N hands and setting it on his lap—squeezing it to relieve his stress as he looked back up at the Empousai.

“You know you’re in Tartarus for a reason, right?” Soobin said with a sigh.

The leader of the Empousai scoffed.

“We believe we are misjudged,” the empousa sniffed. “we demand that all empousa be taken out of Tartarus—immediately,”

Soobin groaned, head falling back on his throat as he grumbled.

“Baby, my head hurts,” he whispered over to Y/N.

The girl shot him a sympathetic smile—squeezing his hand as she turned to the Empousai.

“You’ve killed demigods, correct?”

“For a good cause!”

“No,” Y/N shook her head as Soobin looked over at her. “You killed them to take over the world—That’s called ill-intent. No matter how you spin this narrative, it’s called murder,”

“No, we are doing it for the greater good—Olympus knows nothing!”

Soobin blinked in wonder as Y/N’s gaze turned fierce, standing up and sauntering over to the unruly monster.

“As far as I’m concerned, you’re dead. If I were you, I’d go back to Tartarus, accept I’m a monster, take my punishment, and do better when I’m reborn,” Y/N hissed at the Empousai before turning around and walking back over to Soobin. “Take these demons back to where they belong,”

At Soobin’s affirmative nod, the spirits dragged the Empousai back to Tartarus—nothing but their shrill screams to signify they were ever there.

“That was something,” Soobin blinked over at Y/N as she chuckled, sitting in his lap and kissing his lips.

“You know I never butt in, but I’ve seen how stressed out you were these past few weeks over them—I had to do something,” Y/N smiled as she leaned her head on his shoulder. “Besides, they’re like the bratty cheerleaders that were mean to be in middle school. Sweet revenge,”

Soobin chuckled, laying a soft kiss on her temple.

Y/N pulled away and smiled at Soobin as he caressed her cheeks—eyes soft as he gazed at the girl.

“What?” Y/N asked. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like you had a mind-blowing realization about me,” Y/N narrowed her eyes.

“Because I did?”

“What?”

“I want to marry you,” Soobin quipped, smile widening at her shocked expression. “Surprised?”

Y/N blinked before scoffing, punching his arm.

“Stop making fun of me,”

“I’m not kidding,” Soobin laughed, letting his hands run through her hair and his forehead attach to hers. “I’ve been thinking it over for weeks—I want to marry you,”

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows as she clambered off of Soobin, crossing her arms.

“Bin—Getting married is serious, okay? You’re a god—you can’t just marry whoever you want,” Y/N said. “Your wife is going to be queen of the Underworld,”

“Don’t you want to?”

Y/N’s head snapped up to Soobin, who also stood up and walked over to her—hands buried in his pockets as he tilted his head at her.

“Don’t want to what?” Y/N asked.

“Get married,”

“With you? It’s a god damn dream come true,” Y/N chuckled as Soobin smiled, taking her hand. “But I’m not fit to be the queen,”

“Yeah, you are,” Soobin snorted. “with how you handled those Empousai? I’d say you’re perfect already,”

“Binnie, you’re just saying that,” Y/N rolled her eyes as Soobin shook his head.

“You’re already perfect, Y/N,” Soobin said, smiling as he pulled a ring out of his pocket and fell down to his knees.

Y/N blinked in surprise—not even a sound or a peep or any movement from her as her eyes followed Soobin.

“I was supposed to plan this whole thing in the gardens, propose to you the greek way by tossing you an apple and then do it the modern way with romantic lights and a ring and everything—but I couldn’t wait,” Soobin shook his head, taking her hand and squeezing it. “Please, marry me,”

Y/N pressed her hands to her mouth as she gasped.

“I’d be the king and you’d be the queen—and we’d be so in love and we’ll have a lot of godly kids,” Soobin chuckled as Y/N laughed, tears welling up in her eyes. “and we’ll run Underworld—just you and me together, like it’ll always be,”

Y/N bit her lip, holding back her smile as she cleared her throat.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“More than anything in the world,”

“Then, yes.”

Soobin smiled, an emotional laugh bubbling out of his lips as he slipped the ring excitedly on her finger.

Y/N smiled as she marvelled at it, Soobin standing up and pulling her close to him.

“I’m going to marry you,”

Y/N giggled, leaning forward and placing a deep kiss on his lips.

Soobin laughed through the kiss, hands desperately clutching on her hips as he pulled away.

“My queen,” he whispered against her lips.

Three months later, Y/N and Soobin giggled amongst themselves as they talked about everything and nothing.

Their hands were intertwined, Y/N’s diamond ring glinting in the firelight as the book Soobin was reading was thrown haphazardly at the side.

“What’s the first thing you’ll do when we get married?”

“Consummate it,” Soobin snorted, bursting out with laughter as Y/N slammed a hand down his chest.

“We already did, doofus!”

“Well, we can do it again,” Soobin said, wiggling his eyebrows. “Wanna try tonight?”

“You are insane—“

The couple was interrupted as loud knocks sounded on the door.

“Come in,”

“Lord Hades, my lady,” The spirit stuttered as it bowed. “An iris message appeared at the throne room,”

Y/N rose up slowly, furrowing her eyebrows at the spirit.

“An iris message? Throne room?”

Soobin stood up, frowning as he followed the woman down to the said room—gaping at the rainbow in the middle of the room.

“Oh, wow, it’s been a long time since I saw one of these in the throne room,” Soobin commented as he neared the message.

“It happens?”

“Yeah,” Soobin shrugged. “Last time it happened was Hercules, I think,”

“That’s amazing,” Y/N smiled as she peered into the rainbow.

She gasped as the face of a tall figure manifested—features all-too-familiar.

“Joonhyuk?”

“Y/N!” Joonhyuk screamed as he slammed his hands on the desk in front of him in relief. “Are you okay?”

“I’m good,” Y/N furrowed her eyebrows. “How—It’s been months, why are you only calling me now?”

“The war isn’t over yet, Y/N,”

“It’s not?”

Beomjae popped up next to Y/N with a worried face.

“Y/N, we cracked the prophecy,” He said. “You have to get up here,”

Soobin walked over, a soft frown on his face as his hand rested on Y/N’s waist.

Y/N looked up at him, frowning.

“I can’t. I have to stay with Soobin—Hades, I mean,” Y/N shook her head. “I exchanged my soul for yours, remember?”

Joonhyuk’s eyes turned worried as he glanced at the boy next to Y/N, hand tightly wrapped around her torso as he frowned.

Y/N reached up, softly cupping his hand and squeezing it.

“Is that Hades?” Another voice asked from the iris message.

Y/N paid no mind as she turned, looking over at Soobin.

“Bin—“

“I sort of knew it,” Soobin whispered as he pressed a kiss on her forehead. “I just wish it wasn’t this soon,”

“Baby,” Y/N said, pulling away and cupping his hands. “what are you talking about?”

Soobin only sighed as Joonhyuk and Beomjae gaped, Ari appearing next to them equally as shocked.

“Baby?” Ari asked in surprise.

“You and Hades?” Beomjae asked as Joonhyuk sighed, shaking his head.

“There’s no time—Y/N you have to leave him. You’re the only one that can save us,” Joonhyuk said. “Go now,”

Beomjae turned to Joonhyuk with worried eyes.

“Why me?”

“It’s what the prophecy said,” Joonhyuk said in frustration. “and there’s a magic barrier around the chains—no one can break it but you, just like the prophecy said. So, come here now,”

“Why?”

“If you break it the gods can wake up to save us—why do you have so many questions?” Joonhyuk said, eyes leaking tears as he almost cried in exhaustion. “Y/N, please. This is our one shot,”

Y/N bit her lip as she turned back to Soobin, burying her head on his chest.

“No,”

Soobin’s eyes widened as he looked down at the girl.

“What?”

“Y/N!” Joonhyuk called, but the girl only waved her hand through the message to disconnect the call.

There was a moment of silence, before one of them moved.

Soobin’s heart panged as she felt Y/N’s shoulders shake with sobs against him.

“Baby,” Soobin sighed, gently pushing her away and wiping her tears. “I think you know what has to happen,”

Y/N shook her head.

“No,” She whispered. “I don’t want to,”

“Babe,”

“I’m not going, Soobin,” she said, body shaking as she sobbed even harder.

Soobin sighed, smiling sadly as he let his eyes take her in.

“You know,” Soobin said, brushing hair away from her face. “I was fixing our wedding already,”

Y/N looked up at him, tear-stained eyes drinking him in for all it’s worth.

“Bin,”

The boy bit his lip as he squeezed her hands softly.

Y/N closed her eyes as tears start to silently roll out of Soobin’s eyes.

“I was dreaming that we’d get married soon, and then I’d be the king, and you would be the queen—the most beautiful goddess queen to ever exist,” Soobin said, holding back the quivering of his voice as he cleared his throat. “We’d have a lot of children playing around, and it’s just you and me for eternity,”

Y/N opened her eyes cupping his face.

“Soobin, Soobin, look at me,” she mumbled as she lined her gaze with his. “There has to be another way,”

“It’s the prophecy—there’s no other way,” Soobin shook his head, tears now free-flowing. “It has to be you,”

Y/N cursed, leaning her forehead on his.

“I—I can just not do it,” Y/N said. “You won’t get affected, you’re not in Olympus. We can just stay here, they don’t deserve to be saved,”

Soobin sighed.

“Baby,”

“They pushed you away, Bin,” Y/N said, cupping his face. “They made you an outcast, they made everyone think you’re evil—“

“Y/N, they’re my family and yours,” Soobin said, eyes pained as he breathed. “Baby, you have to go,”

Y/N’s eyes shook as her lower lip quivered.

“B-But I love you,”

“I know,” Soobin said, smiling as he cried. “And I love you too—but you know you have to go,”

Y/N nodded her head, as she sobbed.

“Soobin,” Y/N started. “I love you—more than anyone else I’ve ever loved before, more than anything I’ve ever loved my whole life,”

Soobin smiled, leaning forward and pressing a harsh kiss on her lips.

Tears flowed out of both of their eyes as their hands intertwined.

Slowly, Soobin pulled away with a smile.

“When you die, I’ll be there—for you,” Soobin said, nodding to himself. “I’m going to pick you up myself, and if you still want me, we’re finally going to get married. You’re going to wear a beautiful white wedding dress. You’re finally going to be the queen and we’re going to fall in love all over again—and we’re going to have a lot of kids and we’re gonna run the underworld together, okay?”

Y/N bit her lip, nodding.

“Okay,” she said, caressing his cheek. “Wait for me,”

“I will—no matter how long it takes,” Soobin said, pressing another desperate kiss on her lips as he pulled away. “Remember that I will always love you. Now go, and don’t look back,”

Y/N let herself look at him one last time before turning her back.

Not even when she heard him collapse to the floor, sobbing.

With tear streaks on her face, Y/N found herself stumbling into the tall building and into the elevator to the top floor.

Y/N bit her lip as she held back her tears, hands clutching her torso as she cried.

As soon as the elevator doors ring open, she faced Beomjae, Joonhyuck, Bongjoo and Ari at near the entrance to the border—surprised to see her.

“Y/N,” Joonhyuk started.

Y/N promptly ignored her as she marched forward, past the barrier and turning the key shoved inside the chain.

There was a bright shimmer as the chains dissolved.

Seconds later, there was the large crack of thunder.

After a few minutes, the entrance to Olympus opened—Y/N being met with her own father.

“Joonhyuk,” Zeus boomed as he neared his son. “you have saved us all. The war has finished,”

Immediately, Y/N broke to a loud sob—falling into a heap on the floor as she clutched her stomach.

“There, there, daughter,” Zeus soothed. “I know it’s been hard, but the way is over—we can celebrate!”

Y/N didn’t reply, crying harder as her hands tightened on her stomach.

Hera observed the girl sadly.

“This war is not without casualty,” Hera commented. “I can feel the grief of a mother who lost her child,”

At those words, Y/N cried harder as she curled up.

“Take me back,” Y/N mumbled. “Bring it back,”

“She’s—“ Joonhyuk said, eyes widening in horror as Y/N grieved.

“Yes, why would you think she broke through the barrier, child?” Hera explained. “Only a god could—a god like her child, who gave up it’s spirit and godly essence to his mother to save you all,”

“We killed a baby,” Ari gasped, sitting next to Y/N. “Your baby with Hades—I’m sorry,”

“Is she a goddess?” Joonhyuk asked, eyes trained on his sister.

“Not yet,” Hera hummed. “but she is promised,”

Joonhyuk frowned, looking over at Hera—eyes burning in recognition.

“Epirus—“ Beomjae gasped as he reached the same conclusion as Joonhyuk. “This is the Phyrric War all over again,”

“King Phyrrus of Epirus—the man who sacrificed too much to win,” Hera nodded grimly. “Your sister sacrificed everything to win this war—her love, her happiness, her husband and her child. Congratulations on your win, boys,”

Hera nodded at the two as he neared Ari and Y/N, laying a soothing hand on her shoulder as Artemis and Aphrodite approached the grieving girl.

Joonhyuk’s sad eyes locked onto his sister.

A win at much too high a cost.

70 years later, a bed-ridden 90 year-old Y/N lay in bed—eyes trained on her great-grand daughter with a smile.

“Grandma!” The kid bounced as she held up her book.

Y/N sighed softly as the kid clambered up the bed.

This child looked so much like Ari.

Y/N smiled fondly at the memory of the late daughter of Aphrodite.

Right after the war—Ari never left her side, having found out about her and Soobin.

The girl was obsessed with her tragic love.

While Y/N never married or fell in love with someone else ever again, she was happy to have witnessed Ari and Joonhyuk grow as a couple—and soon, parents to a healthy baby boy—Donghwa.

That boy grew up to have a daughter—Bongsoo, named after Ari’s other best friend and Donghwa’s uncle, Bongjoo.

Said daughter bounced her way into her grandma-aunt’s frail arms.

“Bongsoo,” Jiyong, Donghwan’s wife, chastised the kid. “I told you to be careful around grandma,”

“Grandma, I’ve been reading!” The kid exclaimed—waving her book. “It’s about Hades,”

At the mention of the god, Y/N perked up—eyes softening with love as she turned over to the girl.

“What about him?”

The kid made a fart noise, crossing her arms.

“He sucks—he kidnapped Persephone,” The kid said.

By the doorway, Donghwa arrived to watch with a sad smile—having known of his aunt’s story with Hades.

“Bongsoo,” Donghwa said softly. “Don’t say that,”

“But he did!” Bongsoo argued.

Y/N tutted her tongue as she softly patted the area beside her.

“Let me tell you about Hades, a good man and a good god who never kidnapped Persephone and was never in love with Persephone,” Y/N said as Bongsoo settled on the spot next to her.

“But, grandma, the book said so!”

“Let me tell you the real story,” Y/N smiled softly as Jiyong wrapped her hand around Donghwon, listening in.

“Once, there was a big, big war. There was a boy that wanted to finish it, but then he died. So, his friends and his sister went down to the Underworld, but Hades said that he can’t come back to life,” Y/N started.

“But why?”

“Because there are rules, little one,” Y/N smiled, poking the girl’s nose. “There has to be a soul that stays to make sure that there was balance in the world, so the hero’s sister stayed with Hades instead so the hero can go save the world!”

“Wow,” The child gaped.

“At first she was scared of him, but then he was so kind and gentle—she fell in love with him and he fell in love with her. Soon, she was going to be married with her and she was going to have a baby,” Y/N narrated, straight from her memory as the thought of Soobin and her lost child resurfaced in her frail, fragile heart.

“Then what happened?”

“Well, Bongsoo, one day the girl found out that she had to leave him because she needed to save the world too. Her baby died while saving the world. Until now, she still thinks about him—and she always wishes that Hades thinks about her too because she loves him so much,”

“Oh,” Bongsoo pouted. “Is the girl still alive?”

“No,”

“Do you know her grandma?”

“Yes,”

Donghwa smiled in sadness as his aunt’s eyes sparkled.

“Grandma, you do?” Bongsoo gasped. “Can you tell her that I’m sorry for judging Hades, and I hope she gets her happy ending, and get married to Hades soon,”

“Of course,” Y/N smiled softly as she urged the child to her mother. “she says to go eat some dinner,”

“Okay!” Bongsoo squealed as she made her way out of the room followed by her mother, leaving Donghwa.

“Auntie,” Donghwa started as he walked over. “You didn’t have to do all that,”

“You know how much I’d defend him—of course, I had to,” Y/N hummed, closing her eyes.

“Alright, well, I’ll go get dinner,” The man sighed, kissing her forehead. “I’ll be back to feed you afterwards,”

Y/N didn’t reply, turning sleepier and sleepier as Donghwa left.

She closed her eyes.

——

It feels weird.

For once, Y/N felt no pain in any part of her body as she shot up abruptly.

No pain in her back, head, feet, waist—nothing.

Y/N lifted her hands in wonder to gasp as the diamond ring on her finger—Soobin’s ring—glistened under the florescent lights.

Another detail she also noticed was the lack of wrinkles on her hand—just like it used to when she was young.

When she was—

Y/N stumbled over to the vanity, gasping and grasping her face as she only saw a hazy figure on the mirror.

It was her—she was almost transparent to the fact that she almost looked like mist.

She then realized she was wearing something too puffy—this wasn’t her regular pajamas.

No, she was wearing a white ballgown with diamonds encrusted at the bodice—a wedding gown.

Her hair was styled neatly, a ring of her favorite white and gold roses from Soobin’s garden embedded with beautiful jewels sat on top of her head.

Even her shoes were jewel-encrusted—the platform heels felt so light, yet she can see the diamonds glinting at the straps and the heels.

Y/N turned, gasping as she saw a body on the bed—her dead, 90 year-old body.

She was dead—she was dead, and wearing a wedding gown.

She felt expensive, regal.

Like a queen.

Picking up her dress as she realized it, Y/N bolted out of her room—stopping short at the dining table to smile at her blissfully unaware family as they dined.

They’ll be alright.

Y/N smiled as she nodded to herself, continuing her way out of the house.

She saved the world—it was finally her time to be happy.

As soon as she stumbled onto the front porch, her eyes trailed over to a tall figure wearing a tuxedo at the end of the driveway.

The man was tall—too tall for his own good as he clumsily rocked back and forth on his heels.

His black hair gently swept around with the summer breeze as he fawned over the rose bush that Jiyong carefully tended to.

Y/N walked over slowly, heart pumping fast as she smiled delicately.

She drank in the first sight of him she’s seen in 70 years.

“I didn’t know Thanatos wore tuxedos now,” Y/N hummed.

The figure only tensed slightly, before there was a familiar laugh.

He turned around, brown eyes softly landing on her as he shot her a smile.

“Nope, but I’ll tell him it’s a good look,” Soobin said, eyes raking down at her figure with a soft smile. “You look beautiful,”

Y/N laughed, tears pouring out of her eyes as she reached out to kiss him—tears pouring out of her eyes as they shared their first kiss in seven decades.

The first kiss for the eternity to come.

Soobin’s hands ran through her hair as he kissed her back, a smile permanently etched in his lips as he pulled away.

“I’m never letting you go again,”

“I’m never, ever, going to go away,” Y/N said, smiling happily.

Her smile dropped as Soobin’s hand trailed lightly over her stomach.

She smiled sadly, hands reaching down to bring his hand to her lips.

“Let’s go,” Y/N said, smiling as she tugged him lightly to place a soft peck on his lips. “I believe we have a wedding to get to,”

Soobin smiled, laughing as he nodded.

“Okay,”

Finally, he got his happy ending.