— DINING PAVILION

@(p.) JEONGGUK [] bb, should we change rooms or..? because im cool with anything uwu

there was no denying that taehyung was letting his feelings get the best of him. its not like he wanted that, but hes cooped up all these emotions in him for too long, and seeing the cause of it right there in front of him, in his glorious, beautiful-ness, adorning with features that stood out even more prominently now that he was an adult(to taehyung though, he will always be that kid). it wasnt like taehyung could forget about his.. passionate teenager life. all this thinking made himfeel choked up, and he doesnt like that feeling. he wishes he could charmspeak himself into feeling absolutely nothing, to the point where its numbing, but hes tried once, and nothing good came out of it.

he shakes his head subtly to focus on the task at head, focusing on making jeongguk all riled up. he mouths against the skin on his neck softly, rather subtly like feather, feeling up and down his inner thigh before he's stopped by jeongguk's decency, and that was enough to set him off. with a huff, he tears himself away, not before he gets tugged into a brief, chaste lip lock from jeongguk, and he gasps at the feeling for the very first time. this is bad, this is really bad. jeongguk was making him feel things that he shouldnt be feeling, and he wantst to hit himself in the head repeatedly. but gosh it felt so good to have those lips back on his. probably his last time ever to touch his lips though.

no, he couldnt have him crawling back into his heart again, that was in the past. those walls he's built? theyre stronger and higher now. the little bunny toothy grin though sends taehyung's heart undulating with like ripples, beating faster and sending head up to his cheeks, staining them with the slightest tinge of roseate. his warm hands come into contact with his cheek, and he blinks at the sudden affection, eyes glued onto jeongguk's own umber orbs. taehyung's only instinct was to at his already glossed lips, feeling that they were too dry at the moment. "well, i thought it was apparent that i love you too, ggukie." his hands were uncontrollable, reaching up to cup at jeongguk's cheek, mimicking his motions. "and whats wrong with that, gguk? being a demi-god? what, you think just because aphrodite's my mom so im defenseless?" one thing about taehyung, was that hes irrational, sprouting nonsense that adds fuel to the fire. "was all we had in the past just some stupid puppy love? was i wrong to have been chasing you these past few years, gguk?" all that came out was a mere, pathetic whisper, his eyes digging and searching for answers within those dark and umber orbs.

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG “They taste like that cause we sprinkle a little Ambrosia and Nectar into the soil for half the field, those get sold to demigods exclusively. The rest get taken to mortal fruit stores and farmers markets.” Jeongguk explained before having a piece of the red fruit shoved into his mouth. He chuckled around it as he ate it, spitting the green leaves out the window of the truck. “Thanks”

Jeongguk frowned at what Taehyung said before cutting himself off. He sounded different, more emotional, like he was actually showing his real emotions. Had he been putting on a show since bumping into each other at dinner a few nights ago? Gods, he must’ve been. Who would happily settle for someone who abandoned them years earlier? Who wouldn’t be harbouring negative feelings like hurt and betrayal. Jeongguk wasn’t the same person he was 6 years ago and he was dumb to assume that Taehyung was as well; there were bits of him that Jeongguk still recognised, the coyness, the way that he got slightly more bashful every time Jeongguk so much as smiled at him despite trying to pretend otherwise, he still wore his heart on his sleeve even if it was covered up. But in many ways Jeongguk didn’t really know Taehyung at all anymore, and vice versa, but he knew that he still felt his heart beat quicker and that he couldn’t stop smiling when he was around him.

But just like that and Taehyung had shut away what was genuine emotion for shameless flirting— which Jeongguk liked, a lot, there was no denying that but as distracting as it may be, he was smart enough to focus on what was important. He opened his mouth to reply but nothing except a choked groan came out, because he really liked what Taehyung was insinuating. “Um..” Was all he could say as he cleared his throat, shifting under Taehyungs hands, blushing like a.. like a strawberry, really.

And Gods did he want to take Taehyung on what he was saying but he had a gut feeling that he shouldn’t. Biting his lip, Jeongguk made the decision to pull the truck over to the side, putting it into park as he turned to face Taehyung. “Afterwards, baby, I care about doing my job properly. Even if you are ing me up real good right now” He grinned, leaning in to press his lips against Taehyungs(partially because if he potentially ed things up again, he’d at least have this).

Jeongguk searched Taehyungs face for the slightest crack in his facade as he pulled back, one hand coming up to rub lightly at his cheek.

“You’re so good to me, Tae, did you really spend 6 years looking for me? Why? I could’ve been dead, I almost was, a bunch of times. I love you but you could’ve gotten yourself hurt without knowing it, especially since now, now you’re apparently also a demigod?”

@(p.) JEONGGUK [] bby wym its pERFECT--
please rest up too hun ;;

the sun shining into the truck gives taehyung a healthy glow, his melanin showing beautifully, his pearly whites on display with excitement and adrenaline pumping through his veins. being seated in a truck, accompanied by his first love with the scent of freshly picked strawberries with the slightest tinge of grass filling the stuffed air. it gives taehyung a purpose to smile, a reason to be outside, feel the breeze and expose himself to a little light. he remembers when he was younger, typical naive and puerile 17 year old taehyung with his heart worn on his sleeves-- both his sleeves if thats possible-- and a kiddish grin, spending his time sneaking out of the house just to hang with a little adolescent 2 years younger than him. a childish brat hidden under a scarred and concealed outer exterior, a grin so bright he thinks it can cure all diseases and war. taehyung was young, and so in love, willing to give p whatever he has to offer to the younger boy, if its enough to make him smile, hes willing to try. he knows that boy had suffered so much, jumping from family to family, home to home and none gave him the treatment he deserves.

he deserves so much more.

when he left though, it was like a piece of taehyung was missing, more like ripped out. the gaping hole in his heart stayed within him as years passed by, and taehyung tried so so hard to fill the void, with ual desire and lust. none managed to seal, in fact, it grew bigger. to have jeongguk by his side now, literally, was a hude shock to overcome, the fact that the boy that he hasnt seen and thinks about every night(not in a weird way,,,, sometimes) for what-- 6 years, finally came back to him. he refuses to give in to his submissive nature to just give in and love him becauso no, the boy damaged him, ruined him, but also shaped the new and improved taehyung into who he was today. the eating grin soon melted into a solemn, formal smile, a skill his mother always reminded them to have, as he stared out the window, sun hitting down on him, forming shadows casting over his features, painting black shapes on his side profile. from the side, he hears jeongguk thanking the others and he whips himself to the side and gives his fingers a fluttery wave, a coy simper stretching, watching the juveniles flush at the attention they received from him, rushing off. taehyung returns back to his seat with posture, crossing his leg one over the other as he waits for departure-- until jeongguk presents him with the most amazing gift he couldve ever hoped for. an entire carton of strawberries. he squeals(so not cool) with elation, long fingers curling around the edges of the punnet as if it was his precious(it was). the little peck on his cheek had him chuckling with mirth. jeongguk may have grown in size, but he knows deep down he's still a little shy pup.

he takes a quick whiff of the freshly picked strawberries from where they sat in their red, healthy glory, the scent of pure freshness and greens hitting his senses. without wasting time, he picks on up, the one laying on the tippy top of the fountain of strawberries and sinks his teeth onto the flesh located on the bottom of the berry, a satisfied moan emitting as he munches on the flesh. "this is so good, ive never had strawberries in quite awhile now. want some, mon amour?" he doesnt wait for an answer, and instead stuffs the remaining of his strawberry into the younger's mouth, excluding the leafy tip. "since when were you such a flirt, gguk? never thought wittle baby ggukie who follows taetae around would be..." he pauses, eyes skimming over jeongguk's overall, his lips in appreciation before throwing him a teasing wink, "kinda y. i dig it."

the ride was silent, except for the constant clicking of engine and the soft volume from the radio emitting, it wasnt too bad, gave time for taehyung to think and devise of plan as he munches on his berries. jeongguk's words had his eyebrow twitching, a subtle coy smirk drawn on his pretty glossy lips before he turns his head, facing the son of poseidon. "i dont know, babe, you tell me. i mean its not like youve spent almost what, 6 years trying to find that one guy that made you so happy, then leaves you broken hearted soon after with no explanation--" he stops himself before he could resume, opting to giggle half heartedly(the fakest he has e v e r done) and smooths his hand on jeongguk wide expanse of a thigh. his head tilts with mirth, eyebrow raised in questioning desire, giving it a gentle yet teasing squeeze. "we can start by where have you been all these years? what have you ben doing, hm daddy? youve gotten.. a little bigger since the last time i saw you. gosh, cant believe you were shorter than me. at my shoulder at least. i do like my men hard and tough... are you hard and tough.. ggukie?" his voice held a provocative teasing tone, his hand smoothing up and done his clothed muscle, giving it several appreciative squeezes. he settles his punnet of strawberries on the ground below him, the carpet of the truck, his body fully facing the other. taehyung holds a playful glint in his eyes, the want to play with jeongguk was real, leaning over to press himself against jeongguk. "kinda missed having hands on me, care to help me with that, ggukie? we could.. yknow, take a break somewhere.."

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG [] not my best, sorry ;n; muse is still kinda low but i wanted to reply, think i swapped tense like halfway through too lol #goodwriting

Anything, you can do anything you want, is what goes through Jeongguks head over and over. Where this desperation to keep Taehyung around had come from? He honestly didn’t know, his ADHD was bad even by demigod standards and by now he usually would have moved on to something else but every time the Aphrodite-blessed man came along, he would feel happier, a little bit cloudy but in the best way. He didn’t want to let that floaty feeling go.

But he also can’t deny the heat in his stomach because those damn daisy dukes were ing /hot/.

“Yeah, of course, I’m sure I can spare a punnet or two for you.” Jeongguk said, reaching up to boop Taehyung lightly on the nose “Your wish is my command, beautiful” he smiled into the kiss, mouth going dry as Taehyung skipped away with the cutest goddamn giggle he’d ever heard in his life. ‘you’re so totally whipped’ he thought to himself as he turned back to help with the remaining stock.

Some of the younger demigods look nervous as they come up with the remaining set of boxes, clearly spooked by his outburst. Honestly, Jeongguk doesn’t really know why he reacted like that, he’s not one to snap for a reason so little as a wolf whistle. To put them at ease, he gives them a smile, twirling his trident in his fingers and poof, it’s a small rod of metal once more that he slips easily into his pocket. “Thanks for the help, guys, I should be back for the next delivery set in about two hours, don’t work too hard” He said cheerfully, closing up the tray door to the truck. He stepped up on the tires to flip up one of the box lids, taking out a little punnet of strawberries for Taehyung to eat. He pulled at the racket straps to double check they were tight enough to not let any of the product fall out of the tray. “Catch ya in a little while” Jeongguk waved with two fingers as he slid into the truck.

“For the most beautiful demigod in the world, sweet strawberries to match your sweet heart” Jeongguk grinned as he handed over the punnet to Taehyung, leaning over to kiss his cheek. He knows his ears are red with the way they’re burning as he pulled away, turning on the ignition. The pickup roars to life(a gorgeous ’72 GMC 1500 he’s stumbled on in a junkyard whilst on a quest a few years back, he’d gotten help from Cabin 9 in restoring to it’s former glory and more, they’d totally tricked it out with a sick engine that purred beautiful along with magic touches perfect for protecting a demigod) and Jeongguk drives slowly out of the camp onto the highway, shifting the gears until they’re flying down the highway, cruising along just below the speed limit.

It’s a decent drive to the first store and Jeongguk wants to take the scenic route; said scene being a certain son of Aphrodite sitting on his lap. But not until he’s done his job, he may be about that beach bum life but he still cared about doing his part.

So instead of a heated makeup session, he resorted to starting a conversation.

“Ya know, I always imagined what I would talk to you about if I ever saw you again but now that it’s finally happening? After 6 years? I don’t really know what to say.” Jeongguk started off softly, letting go of the gear shift to place his hands on Taehyungs knee, feeling warm from the contact. “Like, do I explain myself, do I keep it real with asking how you doing? I, I don’t really know where to start.. What do you think?”

@(ap.) MINHYUK Taron really wasn't having it today. He woke up in an awful mood and just the thought of doing anything remotely productive was making him feel much, much worse. Putting on his cap and letterman with a huff, he looks at himself in one of the many mirrors within the Aphrodite cabin before finally deciding that yes, this really wasn't his ing say. Dismissing his eyebags and the ty feeling in his chest, he stuffs his hands into his letterman's pockets and makes his way outside.

The nature surrounding the camp as well as the noise that every individual camper made outside didn't help him one bit. People were either training, doing some errands told by Chiron, or messing around with each other. He almost bumps into someone running past him which causes him to yell after them, grabbing a rock from the ground and tossing it the other camper's way. It misses completely and it makes him groan. Right. He was still at aiming and had a bad throwing arm. Why did he have to be the child of the most useless goddess?

...Well, maybe not that useless.

Remembering that he had the rare power of charmspeak to use to his advantage, he smirks to himself and begins glancing around for a target.

He spots a son of Apollo nearby and just goes with that instead. I mean, might be fun to mess with Apollo's child, who knows. He walks over to him and pokes him on the shoulder, bringing his hand right back into his pocket afterwards. "Hey, bruv. Got a question for you."

@(p.) JEONGGUK taehyung wasnt stupid, hes a lot smarter than he looks. he wasnt just a pretty face with no brains, so of course, the demigod was aware of the ban of charmspeaking-- but taehyung didnt care. he's the type that likes to get himself into trouble even for the dumbest of reasons. because whats life without slight flavors of fun? it was safe to say that this wasnt taehyung's first time using his abilities to manipulate his poor-- he wouldnt call them poor, they should feel blessed-- victims, but in all honesty he didnt need to use them often. his face was enough to convince fools to have them complying with whatever he needs. camp was already bad enough, since he was practically forced to be here.

"you need to stop this, taehyung. just because you have a pretty face doesnt mean that you have a pretty heart." his mother once told him, right in front of his other siblings, during dinner. it was beyond humiliating, and if it werent because aphrodite was his mother, and he still respected her because she was the main contributor to his magnificent features, he wouldve stromed out of there in a fury-- but of course, he held it in, like he always does. the next day he was ordered to pack up and was seated in a bus, a long ride to camp half-blood.

jeongguk was one that he was hoping to not, if not never use his abilities on, because he knows both the pros and the cons of his power. it was a dirty trick, but thats how it was. he could only depend on the good will in his body to control himself on how to use it. the two of them leans against the truck, and frankly, the grin that taehyung has stretched so widely in was actually genuine. not like those other times where he had to bear through his gritted teeth just to ask for his fork to be cleaned. he watches the other with (hopefully not obvious)star struck eyes, the way the sun hits onto jeongguk's features, highlighting his best prominent features that stood out, the sweat glistening off his skin giving him a healthy glow, and god he could see those pecs through those shirts he's seen wearing around a lot. he needed proper fashion guide, but theyll get around to it. "customers? am i on the list? surely you do know that i love strawberries, dont you?" his voice has a teasing tone to it, his hand flying forward to slap against his pec flirtatiously. its not like him to ever talk without feeling up on someone. jeongguk was bolder than he imagined, and the shock was evident on his face, but it melts into a flirty simper, humming softly under his breath. "hmm, i wouldnt say that its for you... do you like it?"

the son of poseidon leans in, and so does he, his eyes fluttering closer before he gets tugged back behind his bigger, and stronger form. a trident appears abruptly in his hands and taehyung doesnt stop the gasp from escaping from his glossy lips. boy, does he have a lot of questions about jeongguk. he doesnt remember jeongguk being this dominant before, it was always taehyung that does the protecting. whenever the younger had a scab on his knees from running around too much and falling on his face, or a bruise on his face from.. issues, he would always be there to give jeongguk the love and kisses he needed. "c-calm down, gguk... he just likes what he sees." his soft hands were placed on top of jeongguk's , the one that has a tight grip on his trident, giving him a form of comfort. but he has to admit, he likes it when jeongguk's like this. being from boston, taehyung has developed a slight accent, but he keeps it as neutral as possible, so when jeongguk's new york accent starts to show, he thinks he falls once again.

"hmm, sure thing. only if i get to snack on those strawberries, you will let me, right?" he waves his fingers subtly, working his magic once more, because he knows that the younger was a loyal camper, and hes bound to obey the rules, the exact opposite of taehyung. he forms his infamous puppy eyes, a little pout settling, fluttering his pretty, long lashes while pressing himself close, his other index finger tapping on the other camper's lips. "we gonna have some fun, ggukie." he leans in, his lips tentatively brushing against the other’s, before he giggles, ing giggles, and prances to the other side of the truck, sliding in with a racing heart and a cheeky grin.

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@(aph.) TAEHYUNG Jeongguk ended up resigning himself to moping for the rest of the day and night, staying in Cabin 3 for the rest of the night by himself. He didn’t really know what to do with himself, he’d really thought that Taehyung was open to talking to him but it seems like that wasn’t going to happen.

He couldn’t blame Taehyung but it still .

***

At least the next day he was able to busy himself with stuff on the business side of CHB. The strawberries had finally ripened to perfection and with a little sprinkle of ambrosia dust, they were juicier and sweeter than any other berry you could find. But ripe strawberries meant it was time to harvest and box them to delivery, which happened to fall under Jeongguk’s scope of work at this camp.

He’d finished half of the rows by mid-morning with the other demigods who helped out and all of them had made their way to the pavilion for a mid morning break. It was well needed, since they’d all been up since 5 or 6 in the morning and doing the farm work. But stopping meant he couldn’t have anything to focus on, he would start to dwell on yesterdays events. His lifelessness showed in how unusually quiet he was, how when he moved crates of strawberries from the pavilion to the truck he would just shove the boxes without caring whether he was bruising the fruit or not, he just.. , he felt so ty.

Jeongguk jumped when he felt arms wrap around his neck, ready to push away whoever it was because he was way too sweaty to touch, but when he turned around, he wanted to push Taehyung away even more. He grimaced at the kiss planted on his cheek, ready to tell him to leave, that he was still upset about yester- what? Taehyung said something and now he was confused.

Why was he upset from yesterday? Nothing had happened, it was just an ordinary day, right?

It didn’t matter, it was a beautiful day, the scent of fresh fruit was in the air and he had Taehyung inn his arms now. He wasn’t happy if Taehyung wasn’t there. He brushed wet locks of hair away from his face as he grinned down at the older guy, leaning against the truck with his hands resting on small hips.

“It’s delivery day, had to pick the strawberries and later this afternoon, I have to deliver them to the customers.” He explained, feeling guilty that he’d made the other boy look all over camp for him. “ ‘m sorry I didn’t tell you, I didn’t think about it.” It’s only then that he notices Taehyung is wearing tiny shorts, one of his hands dropping down to cup the back of his thigh. He’s regretting wearing jeans now. “You’re wearin’ so little just for me?”

There’s a strange boldness to his actions, Jeongguk just about to lean in and kiss Taehyung when he hears a wolf whistle. In a split second, he’s shoved Taehyung behind him and he has his trident in his hand, sharpened only the night before, as he snarls at everyone who hastily looks away “You wanna try that again, jackass? Keep lookin’ and I’ll take your eyes out, ” His accent is thicker than ever when he yells, his grip on his trident tense and ready to throw if he needed to. But whoever had been looking wasn’t now, he couldn’t figure out who whistled at Taehyung, so with a sharp glare, he turned around to block anybody from seeing those tiny shorts. “You wanna come with me on the drive? I usually go alone so, it’d be nice to have some company.”

@(p.) JEONGGUK taehyung believes that he has blood of the devil, because he enjoys seeing the hurt, the pain, the agony on people’s faces— well at least, when they deserve it. he watches his adorable first love scramble up from where he was laying, and gosh taehyung had to remind himself that he was getting humped, and having his s toyed with because jeongguk look absolutely adorable. his droopy eyes, his slumped posture, his messy hair, it all just gives him little butterflies running about in his belly.

just as he was getting his lips on by a vampire, jeongguk and him shared a look. a look that made taehyung felt slightly guilty, only the slightest, and the in him dismisses it because really, the boy deserves it. was he being petty? yes he was, but teenage romance was one of the biggest oart and phases in your life that impacts you deeply, and taehyung was wounded. now that he’s stuck in camp with jeongguk, he’s going to be seeing his face around a lot and he hopes hes ready for whatever he had planned. because he was going to make jeongguk beg for him, all those hears of taehyung prancing around, asking around for where jeongguk was like a pathetic little puppy. now it was his turn to feel his pain.

jeongguk’s eyes were one of the reasons why taehyung was so intrigued, so fascinated because how can one’s eyes hold so much wonder? so much emotions? how can one’s eyes hold the sky, filled with stars and mystery? that was how taehyung fell for jeongguk, because of sincerity, because of how genuine he looked. he thinks that jeongguk’s eyes are his weakness, because back when they were younger, it only took one puppy look from jeongguk, and that was all it took for taehyung to succumb into whatever jeongguk wishes for. his eyes hold so much hurt, was that betrayal he saw? and it honestly just hits taehyung hard in his heart. he helps the other demi god come, it wasnt hard to do anyway, and gives him a final kiss, eyes off at the same exact spot where jeongguk was previously laying on.

come back, he wishes to call out. i still want you, i still love you, so bad.

the day went back to him being sullen again, and he ignores everyone, and everything. it wasnt his style to be so secluded and introverted but for once, he actually feels like . that night, he spends his time crying himself to sleep, with only one person in mind— jeongguk.

****

the next morning, taehyung had dark clouds painted under his eyes, his lips pulled into a frown, and his eyes were empty. he still looked beautiful nonetheless, but he feels so dead. his body lacked the energy to move, but he knows he has to, so he gathers whatever he has left and shuffles towards the bathroom to clean himself up. he was determined to make his mark. to dig into jeongguk’s mind and engrave himself there. he wants his attention, maybe yesterday wasnt really a good way to start, but it wasnt bad either. as if a lightbulb flickered on, his expression changes. he rushes off to find one of his best, casual outfits, before striding out. it took him all morning to find the son of poseidon, who looked as ravishing as ever, but in his eyes, he notices a look of sadness and dullness. he wasnt sure if it was because of yesterday’s scene— duh it was, stupid— but he couldnt bring himself to care, because he’s going to get his attention. the boy was busying himself with what seemed like chores, and usually he would seem happy doing so(he’s been observing the boy from afar lately, definitely not because he was cute or anything), but today he seemed... rather lifeless. with the best smiles he could offer, he skips over to the other, wrapping his delicate arms around the male’s broad shoulders. he presses a kiss to his cheek, working his magic on the sulking boy. ‘you’re happy today, arent you? yesterday was history, im here now.’

“hello, ggukie! was lookin’ all over for you, what cha doin’?” he chirps, nuzzling the other’s neck. he ignores the weird looks he got from other campers and instructors, because he knows its rare for any of the children to go around being all handsy... well.. other than him... but you get what he means.

he was going to make jeongguk see what he was missing out throughout these past years. a tease of lace was peeking out of his shorts as he reaches up to hug the other, and he hears whistling from the back.

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG When Jeongguk woke up, it wasn’t a slow come to underneath the warm sun or to the tickle of grass against his skin. No, no, it was to the fact that he’d become so relaxed that his body thought he’d stopped breathing and needed a good dose of adrenaline. “Woah!” He sat up quickly, hat falling off his face as he clutched his chest, eyes still half closed from fatigue after his nap.

He rubbed his eyes with his palms to get rid of the gunk build up in the corners, blinking blearily at the late afternoon sun. Huh, he’d slept the whole day. Maybe playing card games with river spirits all night wasn’t the idea after all. Except.. If it was late afternoon, what had happened to Taehyung? Had he come by, seen Jeongguk asleep and left because of it? Oh jeez, he hoped that wasn’t what happened, he didn’t want the other boy to think that he didn’t care.

Just as the guilt started welling up in him, Jeongguk heard a cry that sounded way to familiar. He jerked his head around to see, well, to see Taehyung getting it on with a guy he recognised from Cabin 11, his name might’ve been Alexei? but either way, he had a hand shoved down Taehyungs shirt and mouthing at his neck like a vampire. He was about to get up and ask what happened when realisation dawned on him, feeling like he’d just been punched in the gut. He knew what was happening and , it really stung. Taehyung had stood him up on purpose and was practically humping another guy in public in front of him. Also on purpose. Jeongguks lips thinned as he watched the two of them, hurt bubbling in his stomach but.. He couldn’t find it in himself to fault Taehyung. Clearly he’d been too stupid to see that the other boy was still angry about what happened 6 years ago and wanted payback. He got it. Jeongguk got it.

But it still hurt.

He really thought that he might’ve had the chance to explain himself and set things right between them. He wanted to make up for the colossal -up but it seemed like that wasn’t going to happen.

Jeongguk watched them wordlessly until he caught Taehyungs eye, maintaining a look that said ‘yeah, I get it, i’m a piece of ’ before looking away and stalking off. He’d waited nearly a whole day for nothing. The bite mark on his rib cage burned but it didn’t worry him, phantom pain was something he was used too particularly when upset. He applied pressure with his hand, grimacing slightly at the bumps he could feel through his shirt. It was this things fault that he left, why he had to get away from Boston.

Too bad Taehyung would never find out.

@(p.) JEONGGUK it was a good day, taehyung thought. usually, he wouldve woken up groaning and in a bad mood, but today? today was his day. adrenaline was pumping, a smile was plastered on his face, even his siblings, jeno, his least hated sibling among the rest, was even surprised by his attitude. "oh yknow, just a really good day, yknow? i can feel it." he chirps, skipping towards the bathroom to change. he spritz on several pumps of his favorite mist, one that drives everyone insane, mixed berries with a fresh coat of lemons. breakfast was tolerable, his mind clear from any of his usually darker, self deprivation thoughts, and instead it was focused on the son of poseidon. a silly grin etched plastered. his chin was rested on his palm, as he watches the boy with relaxed eyes. he kept himself hidden from the boy, despite him being able to watch his every move, he manages. he has to admit that the son of poseidon surely was dense for someone with great power.

the day passes by quickly, like he's wanted to. taehyung admits, it was a fun day. he's spent the morning feeding himself to a sumptuous meal(since when was the food here so darn good?), played with little creatures roaming around, enjoyed a tea session with his siblings, and lastly, ed around with several, naive campers. being the son of aphrodite, and being one of the prettiest, it wasnt difficult for him to find a victim to pray on. it gives hom joy, to see such love struck expressions they all have the moment he lays eyes on them, striding towards them with lust filled ones. they were basically at his feet, already wrapped around his fingers. he was playful like that-- the only reason his mother decided to have him sent away to the camp, which was to stop him from ing around so much. but how could he? because he had to hand it to the gods, they do produce beautiful, and absolutely ravishing offsprings.

he's got himself a new victim, one of the sons of hermes. they liked to fool around as much as taehyung did. he was a ravishing one, with bulging arms and thick locks, taehyung wouldve definitely gone for him if-- he didnt have a certain spot for jeongguk somewhere deep in his heart. they were near the hill, surrounded by grass, and it was pretty empty, so he dragged the pathetic demigod over to where he planned, and began his plan. time passes by pretty quickly because beforehe knew it, it was already late in the afternoon, and to be very honest, taehyung has completely forgotten about the boy he was supposed to meet.

did he feel sorry? no, maybe, just a tiny bit.

did he care though? nope.

the other was grinding up on him from behind, a hand down his chest, which had taehyung's shirt falling off of his shoulder, and taehyung was known to be a vocal one, so he wasnt afraid to let his voice out in the open. just across of him was another pavilion, and low and behold, he spots the son of poseidon. he stiffles a giggle, pulling the son of hermes down to a messy kiss from his shoulders, muffling his moans and maybe squeal of excitement.

this was what he deserves, he thought.

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG Jeongguks fingers curled in on themselves as Taehyung flinched away, a quick frown appearing on his features before smoothing over. He couldn’t really fault Taehyung for pulling away, he’d probably do the same too if their roles were revered.

So he’s surprised that when he’s taken a small half step back to give him some space, Taehyung is suddenly flush against his chest and, oh Gods, it’s started to get a little hard to breathe. He nods his head almost violently, mouth dry, staring into Taehyungs eyes(were they shifting in colour slightly? Must be an Aphrodite thing, he’s noticed it on others from the cabin too) as his arms wrap around the older boys body; one settled around his waist and the other clutching at his shirt “I’m a surfer, baby, I’ll always catch your drift”.

Jeongguk is about to speak again when he saw Taehyungs lips move but his words are lost in the fuzziness from earlier settles again. And suddenly everything is Taehyung. The way his kiss feels electrifying despite the innocence behind it, the way that he fits in Jeongguks arms, his sweet scent making his head spin and his thigh, Gods, his thigh, what can JK say about his thigh? Its the hint of tongue that makes him want to break his composure, voyeurs be damned to Hades, he wants to take Taehyung then and there but before he can even move, Taehyung is slipping out of his grasp, leaving Jeongguk to reach after him with a whine.

“No, don’t go yet” He pouted, not unlike a child, chasing after Taehyung for another kiss but missing his lips, instead kissing the corner of his mouth but it’s just enough to satiate him as Taehyung struts away, leaving a suddenly not so compelled Jeongguk standing there with a semi barely hidden by his jeans. By now he’s realised that the fogginess he felt earlier? Taehyung had used charmspeak on him and while it was against camp rules, he couldn’t find it in himself to be made. In fact, he was a little intrigued by it, he’d never been compelled to do anything before and even if his memory was a total blank from whatever had just happened, he feels kinda like a kid eating his favourite ice cream.

Jeongguk knows he’s got the biggest -eating grin on his face as he sits down at his table, waving away questions from his siblings as a nymph sets down a charcuterie platter and lemonade in front of him. The smile is still on his face as he goes up to make his offering to the Gods.

He can’t wait for tomorrow.

***

12 hours, one midnight underwater poker tournament with the naiads, later and Jeongguk is downing the last of his coffee as all his empty dishes get whisked away by the nymphs.

It’s unusually warm that day but stunning weather, not a single cloud in sight and the sun making everything shine brighter than it usually does. It was a good day to reconnect with someone from the past and Jeongguk is as excited as a Satyr getting a new set of pan flutes. He hasn’t seen Taehyung yet during breakfast so he settles himself just outside the dining pavilion on a hill, laying down on the soft grass with his arms serving as a pillow. He takes his cap off and slings it over his face to shield it from the sun, eyes fluttering shut as he wonders whether or not Taehyung would mind him napping.

Oh well, it was too late now, Hypnos was calling and Jeongguk was ready to answer his call.

Snooze time while he waited for his ex to show up.

@(p.) JEONGGUK taehyung was a petty motherer, never letting memories of his pain slide. even with thousands of apologies, his heart would still hold a brudge against you-- and being his first love was no exception. being a young teenager with a crush, your heart yearns for more, love. being a son of aphrodite was a blessing, yet also a curse. he feels more, he sees more, he craves more. teenager taehyung, residing in the US, has met with many different people, with many different lifestyles, none of them attracting him as much as jeongguk did. the orphan bringing out the best in him. he remembers the first time he's ever held his bigger, warmer hands, although not as soft and smooth as his, it still felt homely to taehyung, and it was back then when he first felt his heart flutter with butterflies, his cheeks tainted with the prettiest of roseate, and his heart pumping faster than usual.

"we... we're gonna be together forever right? you and i?" he remembers muttering softly, his cheeks so flushed, even the tip of his ears were hot to the touch, his lower tier bitten as he held hands with his first love. he remembers they were standing in front of a big, oak tree. the sun was setting and the love was in the air. the two were facing each other, but taehyung, despite being slightly older, didnt have the courage to look at the orphan. back then, fear of rejection was commonly felt, and raging through him, and he didnt want to look up to see if jeongguk was reciprocating his feelings.

"yeah, tae. just you and i."

funny, because the next day, the boy was gone, leaving taehyung broken hearted, so lost, so so broken, and so so in love.

back to the present, he releases a fit of giggles at the injured male, the sight of him in pain giving hiim a slight tinge os satisfaction, but not enough. the heart was a sensitive organ. the hug though, threw him off guard. he willed his heart to not race faster, because he's dealt with these kinds of situation before. he allows himself to be in the arms of his first love, lower tier bitten hard to refrain a silly simper from stretching. he pulls away quick, his arms crossed with sass as he raises a brow at the male. he was still definitely angry, and petty at the fact tthat he left.

the slight blush on jeongguk's cheek didnt go unnoticed, and that alone had taehyung allow a smirk to stretch at the corner of his lips, his glossy, glittery lips shining brightly under the afternoon sun. so it was mutual after all. the other scans him after, and he seems to be... intrigued by his presence, and taehyung almost slaps himself because he remembers that back then, he didnt reveal to anyone about how he was a spawn of one of the hottest greek gods, afraid of them using him and all. "im assuming... i should be flattered? but no, im not. i have siblings too, you know. so i guess im not the prettiest..." he trails off, eyes casting aside for the quickest of moments, not wanting to let his jealousy of his own siblings drag him down into his own pit of self-pity and self-degrading again.

i miss you too, so so much, was what he meant to say, but he bites his tongue, because, he shouldnt be missing the boy that broke his heart. he flinches at the contact, and for the first time in forever, backs away. how could he trust him? leaving him when they were in love? the worst thing to have ever happened to a 15 year old with raging hormones. "hangout? hm..." he pauses, his cherry flavored glossed lips as he ponders, before a smirk reappears, weight shifting to his left foot.

"of course, love, i think that'll be great. shall we meet, perhaps... after breakfast? we have all day to ourselves, maybe... we can catch up in other ways too.. if you catch my drift?" he presses himself close to jeongguk, hands pressed against his /very/ strong and sturdy chest-- jesus what has this boy been eating? his index draws a pattern against his clothed pec, eyes piercing into the others with lust. 'feel me,' he commands, his lips drawings lcoser and closer to the other's, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. his hands reach up to cup his chest, no longer seated with baby fats, and he almost coos because he misses him so much, the young boy he grew so fond of. his thigh presses in between his... previously kneed jem, and rubs in circles, as a form of soothing it. he knows what he does to others. his tongue peeks out the slightest, swiping against jeongguk's upper tier before he pulls away, giggling. "ill see you tomorrow, mon amour." with that, he strides away slowly, his head turning to the side to throw the other a sultry gaze, winking.

he was so not going to meet jeongguk the next day. he was going to give him a taste of his own medicine, and maybe more.

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG His grin faltered slightly when the guy in front of him started speaking(damn even his voice was y), brow furrowing as his name was said. Clearly this guy knew who he was but Jeongguk had no clue who he was talking, he knew he’d remember speaking to someone like that. “Um..” Ok now he was being hugged. This was weird, really weird, but Jeongguk was the go with the flow kinda guy so he wrapped his arms around the guys tiny waist, the smell of peaches and cream engulfing him. Mmm, this was nice.

Too bad nice ended with a knee to his crown jewels and being flipped onto his back. Was he hacking up a lung? He felt like he was hacking up a lung, “Ooowww, ffuuuuucccckkkk” He groaned breathlessly, hands grabbing at his very tender junk. “The you talking about?” His new yorker accent slipped out as he eyed the hand held out to him distrustfully, reaching out slowly to let himself be hauled up to his feet. “Kim Taehyung?” The name set off a bell in his head how? He’d never seen this guy before in his life.

“Kim Taehyung..? Taehyung, Taehyung, I know that name.. Wait, you!? You’re not.. Really, you’re Taehyung? From Boston?” To say Jeongguk was shocked was the understatement of the century. It took all he had and then some to not pull the man in front of him into a hug. But it, he did it anyways.

Wow. Just wow.

Taehyung Kim(No, Kim Taehyung, you’re Korean, so is he, stupid) was what Jeongguk could only describe as his first great love. Well, as much as you could love a person when your balls had barely dropped but still, Taehyung was one of the very few things in a young Jeongguks ty life that had made him happy. That is, until he turned 15 and was brought to Camp Half-Blood 6 years ago. Gods the memories were just flooding back to him now, Taehyung was the person that made Jeongguk realise it was ok to like both girls and guys, he was his first kiss, his first make out, hell he was Jeongguks first experience with a goddamn , Taehyung was everything to 15 year old JK. Man just thinking about everything that had happened to them opened up the floodgate to old feelings, feelings that made his cheeks turn a little bit pink.

“Wait, if you’re here that means you’re a half-blood too! Who’s you parent? Wait, stupid, it’s obvious who your mom is..” Jeongguk paused, biting his lower lip as he gave Taehyung a very slow, very deliberate once over “You.. You’re an absolute knock out. Wow, Aphrodite really nailed it with you”

“I missed you so much, I never thought I’d see you again” Against his better judgement, Jeongguks hand crept up to lightly touch Taehyungs cheek, swallowing hard as he stepped closer. This was the problem with Aphrodite children, being near them made you going crazy over them and coupled with the fact that he’d previously had feelings for the hot piece of standing in front of him? It was a surprise he hadn’t already fallen in love. “Do you, uh, do you wanna hang out? Maybe tomorrow? I’d really like to talk to you, maybe explain why I left.”

@(p.) JEONGGUK sometimes, taehyung thinks that the world really does despise him. his siblings all had to rub it in his face every single day about how much better they were, how much they were loved, as if taehyung doesnt already suffer enough. his heart was made of stone, despite the way he acts and he takes pride in the walls that he has painfully built up-- took him years but it was worth it.

his magic worked like a charm, no pun intended because there he was, in his much bigger, much grown up state, and taehyung cant lie-- he likes the sight.

what, with bulging biceps and a smile to die for, who wouldnt coo over the cuteness? that doesnt fool taehyung though, nothing ever fools him. his glare was set to the other, who seemed bewildered and confused with himself, the look on his face scrunched up with mixed emotions that taehyung could decipher so easily. he was spotted beside the pavilion, with pretty flowers and vines draped at the edge of the roof, complimenting the aesthetics of the aphrodite theme. with a wave of his fingers, he commands the other to walk over, to notice his presense, because he was hoping to elicit a reaction out of the other.

jeon jeongguk, he clearly remembers. those were the days where he could scream and shout whenever he pleases, the little boy the cause of it. things were so easy back then, where he didnt have to worry about anything or anyone.

he takes his time to scan the other's appearance, taking in his different, matured form. he really was a gem, but not as much as taehyung of course. he could tell the other thought the same because of how long he was staring at him. his attire didnt leave much to wonder, and with a blink of his eyes, the spell was broken off just like that, hoping to not use it the second time on the other.

he spoke too soon, because as soon as he thought of that, the other greets and introduces himself as if he wasnt the one that tore his tiny heart into tinier pieces of two back then, as if he didnt make his 13 year old self fall in love with him, as if he wasnt the one that left without saying anything, leaving taehyung to wonder what he did wrong. the kid was awkward, even more than before, and he rolls his eyes with annoyance, working his charm on the oblivious idiot once more. 'you're happy to see me, arent you? jeongguk?'

"hm, why yes, i guess i am. i know who you are, jeon jeongguk." with that, he pulls his body off of the pillar, and strides towards jeongguk, hips accentuating each of his every move before he wraps his arms around the other's neck, pulling him in for a hug. taehyung was known to be a great hugger, so he didnt need to worry about the boy feeling uncomfortable.

"missed me? im sure you didnt, because you literally left without an explanation." taehyung mutters againstthe other's neck bitterly, closing his eyes as he takes in the other's fresh scent in for a brief moment before his eyes spring open in a glare, his knee flying up to jab against the other's crotch, and his hands reach for the other's, flipping him 360 degrees in the air and flings him onto the ground, the sound of him thumping against the grass leaving a great impact and frankly, taehyung wasnt satisfied. "kim taehyung, nice to meet cha," he grins cheekily, as if he did not just twist the other up in the air and throwing him down onto the hard ground, his warm, soft hand reaching out for a somewhat friendly handshake.

@(aph.) TAEHYUNG The thing that Jeongguk loved the most about life at Camp Half-Blood were the bonds he created with the people around him. It wasn’t a secret that Jeongguk was the kind of guy to cry over sappy birthday messages from his friends or become emotional when thinking about all the important people in his life, it was just who he was. He was the guy that held up friendships, familial bonds and relationships to an almost insane degree.

He held past relationships close to his heart as well, both the bad and the good ones.

Jeongguk was a sap for the people he cared about. It showed in the way that he was always so eager to please his friends, the way he would crack no homo jokes with his bros, it especially showed now, with his arm slung over his brothers shoulders as he laughed at a dumb joke from the younger boy as they walked up to the dining pavilion to get something to eat for dinner. His time bonding with his siblings was cute short however as a strange, slightly unnerving feeling settled in the pits of his stomach. What was that?

It was a voice? No, more accurate..

It was a whisper in the air that made him pause. Stop dead in his tracks as it came again, curling around him like a snake. What was it saying? He strained to listen for a third time, for that whisper to come one more.

A weighted fog settled deep down into the recesses of his brain, it felt so.. strange yet oddly comforting. It was like somebody was rubbing his skin, coaxing him to move forward but.. why? Why did he want to move? Why did he feel the need to leave his brother behind? Those thoughts were murky, undefined, as he furrowed his brow in confusion, staring down at his feet. He was getting antsy, standing there, barely feeling the tugs on his shirt as he attempted to understand the sudden compulsion. Fuzzy snow filtered through as he finally started to walk, moving past the Poseidon table, past the the other cabins until he was standing next to the table covered in flower petals and delicate vases.

One second he was about to sit down and the next he was in front of a person with stunning features; Jeongguk felt so heavy, mentally and physically, he couldn’t even decipher whether he was staring at a girl or guy. His neck felt stiff as his gaze drifted to the table to his left, a flood of pinks and whites entering his vision. Lace. Flowers. Sparkles. It was so familiar and yet.. He couldn’t. “I..” Jeongguk his dry lips, voice barely above a croak as his head slowly stopped spinning. “I don’t, uh, where..?”

Wait.. What? Flowers? Lace table runner? What was he doing at the Aphrodite table?

A blink and the compulsion was gone, as if it were never there in the first place.. Was it? Had he wanted to come over here? Jeongguk couldn’t remember, he couldn’t remember anything. How did he get here? Why was he here? What was going on?

“Er, what just happened?” He asked, more to himself than anything else, ignoring the strange looks he received from other campers, he didn’t care that he was at the wrong table, he was trying to figure out what the had just gone on. When he turned back round, Jeongguk almost jumped out of his skin to see another male standing in front of him. One that sent his heart beating wildly, his cheeks burning and his breathing to momentarily stop. Oh gods, he was always weak to Aphrodite kids and this here was one he’d never seen before. A newbie camper. Gods why? The silence that stretched between them was awkward at best, what with Jeongguks shameless ogling at the gorgeous specimen in front of him, and said specimens cold glare in return. A giggle from a girl sitting down broke his reverie, Jeongguk shaking his head before plastering a friendly smile; his usual relaxed demeanour back in place.

“Hey, I’m Jeongguk, it’s nice to meetya. Don’t really know why I’m over here but.. I’m here, I guess. You new around here?”

@(p.) JEONGGUK it was a normal day, an ordinary day with the sun shining down onto his melanin, dewy skin. the birds chirped as if they were singing a melodious song, the faint chatters of his 5 other siblings in the background. the male, one of Aphrodite's finest sons', was seated on one of the wooden benches, one thats not the finiest, but does provide warmth to his rear end and he likes the feeling. sure, the camp site wasnt posh, or luxurious, radiating of nature, sweat, sunlight and activities. taehyung's not a big fan of sweat, but he does like socialising, with everything and everyone-- he knows his way around people. he's seated along with his fellow siblings, all equally beautiful and alluring, but deep down he knows he knows he has a certain effect on people, and by that he meant everyone. it was satisfying to see everyone whos ever set sight on his being wrapped around his finger within a few seconds, his charm and beauty adding on to how simple it was. it was part of his conceited self to assume that everyone would like-- no, love him, just for the way he looks, and hes used that as an advantage all around and it has taken him very far, albeit a little dirty trick but as long as hes content, he doesnt give a .

theyve been under the shades for a few long hours by now, and honestly hes tired. mother couldve had him gone else where to hang out, to socialize, to party, but instead hes stuck with his siblings, under the hot blazing sun with little to no access of the outside world. the man was a carefree soul, who wonders around like hes the wind. he doesnt attach himself onto beings or to his surroundings for very long, he takes what he can get(the very best out of) before moving along to something new. thats how he works. emotions, however, were different, because the man was known to be sensitive, yet emotionless, soft, but stoic. he was a mystery, that only one kid managed to crack the code when he was just at the mere age of 13. he doesnt care anymore, it wasnt like he could ever see that kid anymore anyways. he wouldve never forgotten him though, with big doe eyes, emitting the brightest shine of curiosity and purity, the cutest bow shaped lips with his little bunny tooth. it was a shame, the hurt that he was left with when the boy disappeared, it was what transformed little innocent, delicate taehyung to the man of mystery he was now. he was sultry, and expensive, had to be earned, and so, he keeps his distance.

its been quite some time now, and taehyung has kept his mouth shut for the past hour. it wasnt like his siblings cared anyway, way too caught up in their own little dimension of nonsense. taehyung stood up and stretched, even with such simple actions like arching his back as he bends to stretch out the sore muscles, couldve had people swooning at his feet. pathetic, he wouldve thought. he turns his head to scan the area of any means of fun that couldve ever met with his standards when suddenly, a being comes into view. taehyung was quick to scan, eyes judging and sharp, hands on his lithe waist. he was tall, almost as tall as he, he reckons. body sturdy and strong, well-built, arms decorated with veins that stretched beautifully(something he finds extremely attractive), and... those eyes.

oh no.

it didnt take long for the male to have caught on, that the being that he was staring at was /that boy/ that cracked his tiny heart into even tinier pieces. his ability to charmspeak kicks in, his mind penetrating into the others, whispering softly, calmly. 'come to me, boy.'

just wait and see how much has changed since then.