a gods sacrifice

first red flag-

Laughter filled the garden as four beings sat with smiles on their faces. They sit in a circle amongst the grass and flowers.

Tommy sits with his legs underneath him, hands resting in his lap. Bright glowing eyes closed as a small seren smile rested upon his face.

He laughs as Wilbur adds a crude word into the song he was singing, the words oddly matching the tune of his guitar.  

A soft lighthearted groan is heard from the father figure of the group. Shaking his head in false annoyance. 

"Really Will, you don't need to be cussing in front of Tommy mate. I don't want him picking up those words!"

Hearing this the blond tilted his head in confusion, frowning a little. "Phil, You do realize I've heard much more than a few swear words right? I know of words more scandalous than I'm able to say."

They fall quiet for a moment before the winged man sighs and smiles, although his eyes are darkened with an unknown emotion. 

"Still, I don't want you to hear anymore of it. We don't want you to utter those words you hear?" Phil says breaking the silence.

Technoblade, who up until this point had been relatively quiet nods with a barely noticeable twitch of his head. Coming closer to the blond and putting his arms around him, gently pulling him into his chest.

"I agree. I don't want you to be tainted by those words." The pinkette mutters, burying his face into the other's golden locks.

Tommy smiles and sighs fondly, brushing off the frankly dark words. "Ok, fine I won't say them ok?"

Phil smiles brightly at that, his shoulders snagging with relife. Quickly coming closer to the two, pulling Wilbur along with him. He covers the four of them with his large, magnificent wings.

Blocking out the world around them in an inky black, but still it was bright. The boy glowed in the darkness. Illuminating them in a warm yellow glow.

The three proxies smile in varying degrees at the god. Trying to hold as much of him as physically possible, hugging him close.

"I say we've been out here for a while. How about we go inside and get something to eat, I'm starving!" Wilbur groans out, finally pulling away from the hug, despite the noise of protest Phil makes.

The blond froze before standing up quickly, surprising the other's. "Will! Why didn't you say something!" The God exclaimed, grabbing the brunette hands. "Mortals are very fragile beings! One wrong thing could have you killed! Oh prime- do you need to eat more?! Have beings evolved to eat more than previously thought?! Oh no I'm so sorr-"

The gods' panicked rambles are cut off by Wilburs loud laugh. "Oh- hahaha! No Tommy, that's a figure of speech! I'm not actually starving!" He laughs

Technoblade shakes his head and stands up, ruffling the gods' hair fondly. "You panic too much theseus, we're not fragile." He explains despite the glare he got.

Seriously, how does he glare with his eyes closed? It makes no sense!

Tommy sighs in relief, still refusing to let go of Wilburs hands. "That's...good. you can't scare me like that, you know I worry. I don't want to lose you."

They soften their eyes at the soft admission. Smiling at him before nuzzling into him from all sides.

"Oh Toms, don't worry. We will NEVER leave you. We'll kill anyone who tries to take you from us." Phil says into the other's hair.

Tommy missed the dark looks the three gave each other.

You know for a god, he sure is so fucking oblivious. 

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