Obsessed

6- Seven

Arthit carefully ran his fingers over his sword, vanquisher, which is adorned with seven stones from the all seven realms.

Seven!

The number definitely held an incredibly prime role in their lives. They had seven realms, seven days in a week , seven blue moons making a month, seven blood moons making a year, seven warrior clans, seven demon clans, and finally seven lives. That final piece of fact brought a pang over his heart.  He sighed closing his eyes. He was wearing his complete fighting gear, all in red and black.

Through all his lives, he has fought numerous wars, against demons, and all kinds of night creatures, emerging victorious. He was claimed to be the strongest and the fiercest warrior of the realm. He sheathed his sword to the belt which was attached to his waist. He glanced at his hands, which would be once again covered in blood and ichor of his enemies, but not for long. After this war, once they defeat the last demon king, peace will be brought to their universe. Now all he could see was the band adorning his ring finger, which made his lips curve in a bitter smile.

The golden ring which was forged from the heart of mount Venus, similar to the one he gifted, glowed just like that person's smile. The sense of protection, warmth, and love, this ring served him during the darkest of the hours were immense.

While attending a clan meeting, during his first life time, that's when he first met him. Their war with one of the demon kings has just begun. He arrived with his company along with his minister, Knot. Being the clan leader, he already had a lot on his plate. After his accession to the throne, this was his first war. Rojanapats were known to be one of the fiercest and ruthless clans. He had an image to uphold, making him put up a tough face. But seems like that façade didn't escape the eyes of one young man from the Suttiluk clan.  Kongpob Suttiluk!

First impression about the young Suttiluk, which Arthit had was, maybe someone's minister, guard, or maybe someone with a tiny position in the court. But who is he kidding...he was surprised would be an understatement when he figured out that the younger was the Suttiluk clan leader. And the said man was hell bent on getting on Arthit's nerves from the day onwards with his heroic tendencies, blatant flirting, that ridiculous smile , and all heart eyes.

Arthit was annoyed and intimidated in the beginning, but later he was intrigued by this guy. He heedlessly started to think and talk about this person, until Knot pointed it out to him. One such fine day he realized, he has fallen head over heels for Kongpob.

Rest of the days were blissful. Kongpob never failed to display his love for him, he showed him what the seventh heaven is from their closed spaces. Their union was cheerfully welcomed by everyone. They were celebrated across the worlds. But their delightful days didn't last long, as they were at the verge of another war.

The battles were getting harder one after the other. Just like them, the enemy is also learning and adapting. They had to find new ways and tactics to up the game. When they were fighting separately before, they were a force to reckon with. But once they started fighting together, side by side, they were unstoppable, seemingly invincible.

After each battle, they gained more power, strength, and popularity, making more people join the war to fight along with the indomitable warriors. That's how they gained their swords, similar in build, still a little different. Kongpob named Arthit's sword as vanquisher while Arthit gave the name conqueror to his husband's sword. He looked through the window, from where he could see the army formation for hopefully one last time. He desperately wanted this to end more than ever because......

He was brought out of his musings when a pair of arms hugged him from behind. The slender fingers playing with his jacket. Arthit smiles and with one swift motion, he brought his young lover, to his front, before claiming those sinfully delicious lips. He was rewarded with an equally enthusiastic strokes from the younger.