Sometimes death comes for us, and sometimes he doesn't mean to.
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𒊹︎ Hoseok padded nervously along the larger of the throne room. Word had gotten out that his eldest brother was on his way to visit him, and he wasn't in the best of moods.
He knew why; he knew Hades would pull out his little brotherly love trump card. He'd done it once, and he'd do it again, there was no doubt in Hoseoks mind about that. It happened every time he did something the other didn't like and it made him, angry.
"HOW DARE HE!" He yelled, sending one of his many vases shattering against one of the ivory coloured pillars. "They think just because they team up on me, that I'll roll over like their little dog!?"
His eyes had grown considerably darker in colour; the once light grey irises now as dark as a stormy sky.
"Your majesty." The squeaky voice of his secretary popped in, her brown hair draping over her shoulder from her spot by the large stone doors. "Your brothers here to see you, sir."
Hoseok sighed, annoyed at his brother's noseynesss and his younger brothers blatant disregard for him and his rules as the overall ruler of their kingdom. Nonetheless, he welcomed his older brother with as little contempt as he could.
