"I don't care-"

"He's not your blood." the God continued, irises flashing red this time. "Even if he was, I will take him anyway because he's my destined."

"You have no right." Suhyeon defended petulantly; angrily, her gaze dead set and not giving up despite the dark aura surrounding her brother's frame.

"I have every. right." Jungkook replied back firmly, "I don't care if I get eaten alive by Krono's five more times. I will have him."

"I won't give him up either way." the Goddess fought back.

"Then, I'll take him." the God asserts, looking down at the golden rings adorning his fingers in boredom. "It'd be so much better than fucking and having children with my siblings, shall it not?"

"Go back to the crows, Hades!" Suhyeon scowled out raising her hand to slap his brother on his left cheek with her face red in hostility.

It lands with a loud smack, Jungkook letting out a sinister chuckle on his end and spitting blood on the garden grass.

"By Zeus, I will claim him." the God muttered lowly, gaze heavy and unfocused. "I need not a pathetic sack of wine to tell me otherwise."

Before the Goddess could reply, Jungkook was gone. Laving a trail of black smoke behind him.

Suhyeon sighs, staring at the now dead flowers Jungkook had laid his hands on. With her remaining strength she brings them back to life with ease, rolling her shoulders back and returning back inside their home.

Jimin would return back home in time, for now she had to deal with her crying toddler inside, and prepare dinner for when her other children returns from school. She had no time to dwell on it much anyway.

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"Have I not been an orphan, do you think mother would treat me like my other siblings?" Jimin mumbles under his breath, gently caressing the blossoming flowers on the meadow.

He glances at the flowing river in silence, his eyes glimmering along with them as another cool breeze blows his blond hair out of his face.

"Sometimes, I wish you could speak to me too." he whispered to the breeze, closing his eyes to let himself just feel.

His thoughts were free, mostly consisting of those that were his real parents. If things would have gone any differently that what he was dealing with now, if his loneliness was something he deserved.

"Flowers have feelings." a low voice rumbled behind him, it sounded like the thunder. Piercing and terrifying, Jimin finds himself searching for the voice with wide eyes.

"W-Who?" Jimin gulps, looking around the wide meadow for something; anything that could serve as the source of the voice. "Gods, have I gone mad?"

"Hm. No, angel." the voice continued making the blond shiver both in fear and anticipation. "I might be the one who must have gone mad, seeing you like this."

"Where are you?" the blond asked, "I cannot see-"

"Silly, rose." Jungkook chuckled out, finally revealing himself sitting beside the latter. This time with a playful glint in his eyes. "I am the God of the unseen, am I not? If you had seen me I would have lost the name."

"G-God of the-" Jimin blinks up at him in shock, gleaming eyes surveying the male beside him. He had pale skin assuming that he had never seen daylight ever, in contrast to those everything else about him was dark.

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