★ Everyone is lonely sometimes ★

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- Something's off -

Taehyung's POV

"It's seven boys! Let's wrap this up!" I shouted, throwing an ice spike into our enemy's head, watching him fall to the ground and disappear. That makes fifteen. We finished up our target killing today, at least that's what Hoseok called it, the seven of us running around a building. I aimed my palm at the ground, opening up the portal.

Then, we jumped in, the seven of us transported into Illume's palace. I sighed in relief, letting a smile creep up onto my face. We did it. Something cracked from behind us, my ice instantly forming a shield. A tendril of darkness ran into it, my eyes narrowing on the God.

Soros.

"Just making sure you aren't dropping your guard just yet," He said, arms crossed neatly over his shoulder. I smiled, letting my ice disappear and walking towards him. "Soros!" He laughed, using a tendril to pick me up from the ground and place me on his palm. "Hey, Kim. How was work?"

"You didn't tell me it would be this tiring!" He laughed, the vibration making my legs wobble. I smiled, letting my wings return and expand, allowing me to levitate above the ground. My friends were looking up at us, smiling fondly at both Soros and me.

"You act as if I knew that, Kim." I rolled my eyes, allowing myself to lower to the ground, turning away from Soros and beginning to walk towards the dining room. "Actually, dinner is in the throne room tonight. Illume wants to discuss some things with you Elementals."

"Go wash up, dinner will be served in twenty minutes." We nodded, heading to our rooms to shower and change into comfortable clothes. I showered first, taking a quick shower then hopping out. Jungkook went in afterward, a towel wrapped around my waist as I headed to the closet.

I picked out some sweats and a t-shirt, throwing that on with some boxers and leaving the closet. I dried my hair as best as I could, hanging my towel behind the bathroom door when Jungkook got out. After that, we returned to the throne room, taking a seat on the ground next to one another.

The gods walked in, as did the other Elementals, all of us taking our seats. Dinner was served exactly twenty minutes later, just like Soros said, silence filling the room as we ate. It wasn't until Illume spoke up that the silence was gone. "How was your first day of work? Better than expected?"

We laughed a bit, shrugging. "It could have been worse, I suppose," Namjoon responded, popping a fry into his mouth. "Headquarters is really nice, thank you," Yoongi said, glancing at the gods. We followed behind him, thanking the gods for the hideout.

"Don't worry about it. How did it go with the targets? What're their powers like?" Drift asked us, his chin propped up on his fist. I sighed, running a hand through my now dry hair. "They're interesting. Definitely cocky, but they're not too powerful," I said, glancing at Jungkook. "Seems news spreads fast between those minions."

"Why do you say that, Taehyung?" Glacius asked, one leg crossed over the other, his gaze focused on me. I took a deep breath, seeing my friends nod my way. "Apparently we didn't look a part of someone's crew, I guess you could say. All of them kept demanding to know who we worked with."

"Who did they say they were working with?" Soros asked, my head snapping around to find his gaze on mine. "Someone named Ozagi." A deadly silence filled the room, all the gods looking at one another then at Illume. Oh god, what happened? Who was this person?

"Well, I guess we should explain," Soros spoke, light flooding the room and making us shut our eyes. "You have no place to talk about him, Soros!" Illume's voice roared, the vibration making us fall over and our backs hit the ground. The light vanished and replaced itself with darkness, my eyes opening.

I could see in the darkness. I could see Soros, and holy fuck did he look angry. "They need to know! Unless you plan to get them killed, Illume!" The darkness overpowered the light, my eyes widening. Soros was the strongest one. He's stronger than Illume. Illume must have pissed him off!

Oh shit.

"I don't care if he's your brother! He obviously doesn't care to be on the right side of things if he's working for the God of the Underworld!" Silence. My eyes sound Soros', my breath hitching as Illume looked down, letting his magic fade away. Soros took away his magic too, the room returning to how it was.

"Ozagi isn't the God of the Underworld, but I bet the minions that are working for him believe he is. Ozagi used to be on the good side before he grew annoyed with it and changed to the dark. He's Illume's brother." Again, silence, all eyes on Illume. "I lost contact with my brother centuries ago, and he's been quiet since. I didn't think he'd be forming an army with the God of the Underworld."

"So, if Ozagi isn't the God of the Underworld, then who is?" Jungkook asked, all eyes turning to look at him. "We don't speak of his name." Smoldris piped up, silencing all of us. I frowned, glancing at Soros, seeing him stare at the ground. There's more to this story. There's something he isn't sharing.

Maybe because Illume won't let him.

"Enough about this. Point is, Ozagi isn't good. Whatever you do, don't reveal who you work with unless it's under desperate measures. Most of us are feared and known, but there's only one God that's marked as the scariest." Soros. It's Soros. Soros is the only one to send shivers down everyone's spines. Why was he so feared though?

"Get some sleep, you seven have a long day tomorrow." With that, the gods ushered us out of the throne room and to our own rooms, the seven of sharing confused glances. What was with them? Just who was Ozagi?

And who was the God of the Underworld?

When Jungkook and I entered our room, we shut our door and locked it, the two of us meeting one another's eyes. "I can't be the only one who thinks something is off," Jungkook pointed out, arms crossing over his chest. I shook my head, sighing loudly. "No there's definitely something off."

"Talk to Soros, maybe he can tell you," Jungkook said, extending his hand for me to take. "I would, but I don't think he can tell me," I admitted, sighing again and leading Jungkook up to my little loft area. "Why may that be?" I sat on my bed, crossing my legs and running a hand through my clean hair.

"I have a feeling that Soros isn't allowed to reveal a lot of things that may actually be important to us," I sighed, looking out my window, "and the reason behind why is because of Illume." Jungkook sat beside me, laying his head on my shoulder. "Illume? What about Illume?"

"Illume is the leader of the gods, but that doesn't mean he's the most powerful of them all. He takes the role as a leader, and therefore can and will silence the others who dare to speak out." I let my mind wander, my heart racing in my chest. There's more to the story. What was it?

"It's a little late to be thinking about this, don't you think? We've had a long day, I suggest we relax." My gaze shifted over to my lover, finding his hands playing with mine, his head resting on my shoulder. "Alright, let's rest up." He smiled, looking at me, his hand pushing my chest and causing me to fall against the mattress.

He was hovering over me, his face leaning in towards mine. When his lips planted themselves on my own, I hummed, my arms wrapping around his waist and squeezing gently. He squealed, pulling away from the kiss and falling to the sheets. "I'm ticklish..."

"Oh really?" I teased, my fingers trailing up his sides, pulling his shirt up to expose his stomach. "Stop! I'm ticklish- ah! Stop that!" He shouted with a smile placed perfectly on his face. I pushed him down onto the bed, hovering over him instead, my knee placed between his thighs.

And I tickled him, watching him squirm underneath me, eyes shut while he laughed and shrieked. "Taehyung! Stop! Ha! Stop that!" He laughed and squealed, his hands trying to stop mine. "Or what? What are you going to do if I don't?" His eyes met mine for a split second, fire dancing around his fingertips.

"I'll burn you!" I laughed at that, pressing my hands to his, my ice magic extinguishing any fire magic that covered his hands. "I doubt that, Cupcake." He smiled, throwing his arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. I closed my eyes and kissed back, finding myself melting into it.

But when he moaned, holy fuck did it send shivers of delight down my spine. I pulled away, my hands resting beside his head, my eyes opening to meet his. "Help me," He begged, bucking his hips up, a gasp fleeing my mouth. "Jungkook I-" I paused, biting down on my bottom lip.

"You can tell me," He ushered, his fingers caressing my cheek. "I don't know what to do.." I admitted shyly, finding my cheeks burning as I looked into his eyes. He smiled, kissing my lips and laying his head on the pillow. "Neither do I... but I don't want to have sex yet. Maybe... maybe we can try something more than kissing though?"

I hummed, pressing my lips to his, my hand gripping his waist and squeezing it. "God, your so petite, I love it." He was breathless, his hot breath felt against my neck. "Am I, IcyHot?" I couldn't stop the laugh that rumbled in my chest, my lips ghosting over his ear.

"Why IcyHot?" I asked curiously, pulling myself away from him to stare into those beautiful brown eyes that sparkled with orange tints. "Isn't it obvious? You're icy, cold, and dangerous," He said, bucking his hips up so that his dick rubbed against mine.

"And you're so fucking hot."

"Keep talking like that, Cupcake, and I may take you right here and now," I growled out, intertwining our fingers together, squeezing his smaller hands in mine. "Pin me, please. I've always wanted to be pinned," He begged desperately, his lips ghosting over my neck. "Fuck, please pin me."

I pressed his hands beside his head, preventing his legs from moving. He gasped, eyes rolling back at the action. "Oh fuck," I heard him whisper, his eyes shut tightly. "I like that," He admitted, cheeks beginning to burn dark red, eyes reopening to meet mine.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?" I asked, partially because I was curious and partially because I didn't know where to start- or even what to do. I'm inexperienced in every single way, hell, Jungkook was my first kiss and most definitely my first lover. His breath spread across my neck, heat rising from him.

"Touch me, please. Put your hands on me." I smirked, ice forming on my fingertips as I yanked off his shirt, with his permission, of course, my fingertips running down his bare skin. He moaned aloud, the sound making my eyes widen, an overwhelming desire burning within me.

"Oh shit! Again, please, oh my god," He begged again, gripping the sheets between his fingers, back arching dramatically. I ran my ice-covered fingers down his nipples, a cry of ecstasy filling the room, his hips bucking up to create some sort of friction. Fuck, seeing him so helpless underneath me was doing things I didn't think it could do.

I wanted him.

"Jungkook, Cupcake," I whispered, my tongue licking up his neck towards his ear, "keep moaning so sinfully and I swear, I won't be able to hold myself back," I whispered again, running my fingers down his arms and stomach, feeling him squirm beneath me. His eyes met mine, his teeth tugging on his already red bottom lip.

"Then maybe I should keep moaning, right?"

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A steamy chapter next? Who wants it? Twenty chapters in, do you think it's deserved in the story now? It won't be full smut, but it will contain mature content.

What's the deal with Ozagi? Just who is he?

And why won't Illume allow Soros to share some secrets?

I purple you 💜

~Pisanthrophobia.