《Flower Crown | KV ✔》°blossoming rage°
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"H-Hyung-", Taehyung shakily called out for his fiance and dear friend but Hoseok has already jumped forward. He was trying to pry Jeongguk's arms off of Taehyung who squeaked when he was pulled away and pressed against Jeongguk. "Don't fucking touch him", the hell king growled, pressing the sweet beauty against his chest to which Taehyung responded with a terrified sob, hanging limply and shocked in Jeongguk's arms.
"How many of these seeds did you eat, Tae?!", Hoseok called out panicked suddenly. Jeongguk was practically burning in anger from the way Hoseok talked to the beauty in his arms. "I-I don't understand, H-Hyung, I-I", Taehyung whimpered scared, mind starting to grow foggy, whimpers and short sobs leaving his lips in panic.
He felt overwhelmed from the situation and Jeongguk tenderly holding him in his strong muscle packed arms wasn't making the situation any better. "Answer me!", Hoseok yelled, looking worried at his fiance who was pressed against the god's side.
Jeongguk glared at Hoseok in return, black smoke fogging around his body, protecting Taehyung and himself from Hermes' sight. "You can't undo it, it was his free decision", Jeongguk stated cockily, Hoseok cursing loudly by that comment in return.
All these years, waiting for Taehyung to finally and truly notice him, years of courting him. All these times sweet talking the beautiful male and Hoseok was going to lose him to the emperor of hell?
Not in a million years.
There was a reason why Jeongguk has been banished from Olympus after all and even though Hoseok didn't know the full story behind, he wasn't eager to find out anyways. He just wanted to have Taehyung back, safe in his arms where he was supposed to be.
"Stop touching my fiance", Hoseok therefore commanded angrily but was ignored by Jeongguk who was looking down to the wide eyed beauty, admiring how perfectly Taehyung fit into his arms.
"He's nothing to you and you will never have him, Hermes", Jeongguk hissed, pressing a small kiss to Taehyung's nose who blushed and protested. "H-hey! You can't talk to H-Hoseokie l-like this!", he cutely protested but whimpered intimidated once Jeongguk's eyes turned pitch black with no sight of white left inside of them.
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"I can and I will", Jeongguk growled.
In this moment, white light filled his sight, familiar sparks flickering inside. Taehyung turned his head fascinated by this, plump lips parting and he gasped once he realized what the light meant.
The same moment he blinked his eyes, he was standing in the middle of a large white hall. Under his feet soft clouds and when he looked up, he saw the furious expression of his kidnapper Hades who glared at the man standing in front of them. And another gaso left his lips.
"LET GO OF OF MY SON, JEONGGUK!", the powerful voice of Kim Namjoon commanded loudly. Jeongguk of course growled in response as if Namjoon asked him to chop his own arm off. He instead tightened his hold around Taehyung's petit frame who yelped when his face was pressed into Jeongguk's warm chest, thin hands taking a hold of the man's thick arms.
"What you did was unacceptable and will not be tolerated", Namjoon spat out, by his side Jimin who wore a white revealing dress and who was clutching onto Namjoon's arm. An anxious Seokjin was standing behind his King and Queen. He just wanted to run to his son and take him far away from anything that could hurt him.
Including Jeongguk and of course Jimin, his hated concurrent. Jimin looked worried at his husband before he moved his hair out of his eyes, golden crown resting on his head.
"Let go of Taehyung", Jimin ordered sternly, seeing the frightened boy in Jeongguk's arms. "Why is everyone against me in this?! He's mine! He was always supposed to be mine! You tried to keep me away from him. He belongs to me and no one's going to stop me now!", Jeongguk roared possessively.
The little god of flowers sobbed softly after these harsh words because he was so scared and didn't know how to handle this messy situation. He was clutching onto Jeongguk scared and wishing for his father to come and save him.
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"He's not yours! Now return him to his family before I lose my patience", Namjoon warned his younger brother who only chuckled, stroking Taehyung's hair and kissing it.
He smiled softly while inhaling Taehyung's sweet rose scent. The beauty's trembling was ignored by the tall man. The god of flowers yelped surprised when he was suddenly pulled out of Jeongguk's possessive hold.
Everything went so fast and Taehyung squeaked when he felt emptiness around him. But then Jimin quickly engulfed him into a warm hug. "Taehyungie dear, are you alright?", Jimin asked him worried, scanning Taehyung's face before engulfing his cheeks with petit fingers.
The frightened boy looked up to him with teary doe eyes. "H-Hyung", Taehyung cried out shakily, eyes flickering behind Jimin's frame, seeing his father looking incredibly broken at him. The god of flowers knew about the rivalry between the Queen of Olympus and his father, hated it even.
He has seen how both were always glaring at each other, fighting for his father's and his own love. Taehyung hated it so much, he was soft hearted, unable to bear the fighting of his loved ones, the ones he considered closest to his heart. It really bothered him how much Jimin tried to replace Seokjin as his father.
"I d-don't know w-what happened", Taehyung whimpered, tears pouring out of his eyes, he was so damn afraid that these seeds of the pomegranate he ate were poisoned.
He was scared of death.
"Sh sh, Lovely, we'll find a solution", Jimin cooed, voice sweet and gentle, smiling at the terrified boy who looked over his shoulder to Jeongguk. The said god has been grabbed by Zeus but pried the man's hands off before smirking at him.
His dark hair and clothes contrasted Namjoon's brightness before he snapped his fingers. And in this split of a second, Taehyung found himself back in Jeongguk's arms.
"You can't rip us apart, because he's mine. Just as I told you", Jeongguk said cockily, stroking Taehyung's cheek who struggled to break free. He was desperately pushing Jeongguk's arms away only to have them even more tighter wrapped around him. Taehyung looked up, teary eyes fixed on his furious father in front of him, lightnings forming in his hands.
So he fought against Jeongguk, biting harshly into his bottom lip when he saw the anger directed at Hades. "What did you do?", Namjoon asked lowly, Taehyung pleadingly looking up to him, pretty face as white as a sheet from fear.
His soft features were scrunched up in terror because once he lowered his eyes, he was met with the sight of a golden cord securely wrapped around his thin wrist.
The significant other leading to Jeongguk's wrist.
Jeongguk and him were bounded.
"Like I said... he did it all willingly", Jeongguk grinned widely, so proud of himself for tricking his beauty into falling right into his trap. "WHAT DID YOU DO?!", Seokjin suddenly yelled horrified, running forward but was caught by Namjoon who held him back in the most gentlest way he could muster.
"Give me back my son!", Seokjin cried out loudly, tears brimming in his beautiful eyes when he looked at his son who whimpered for him, wearing the same broken expression on his equally pretty face.
Namjoon only stared at Jeongguk, holding his first lover in his arms was bringing his hidden feelings back up. Taehyung and Seokjin. His first family.
Jimin on the other side glared at the two with hatred before averting his eyes to Hoseok who has sunken onto his knees from shock, realizing what has happened.
"I cannot do that. And I won't. My beauty ate a hell's fruit and now he's going to spend the eternity with me."
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Oh no, Taehyungie, this is going to be bad:(((
Ela_koo
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