Virgil was wearing a maid dress. It started as a dare from his chat but he forgot to take it off. He was brushing his hair.
"Hello mortal." Janus spoke in his normal extravagant way. "What are you wearing?"
"Hi, it's a maid dress." Virgil replied, now putting his hair up.
Janus was confused (and attracted) by this, "Ok?"
"It was a dare from chat, but it's not that bad honestly, anyways how are you?" he asked, turning to face the god.
"I'm alright, I suppose." They sat on the floor, therefore becoming the same height as Virgil.
"Cool, by the way, what's your favourite colour?" the human asked, his eyes scanning the god in front of him.
"Hm, well, if I had to pick a colour I'd say yellow." they replied, their voice like smooth honey.
Virgil took a mental note of that and nodded. The two then continued to chat until Janus had to go and make sure the gods' living plane was still intact.
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That afternoon Virgil had bought two collars, both yellow, one simple, the other was the most extravagant one he could afford. Of course, chat had also helped him choose which ones to buy.
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Every flower wilts eventually
FanfictionWhat happens when a god gets attached to a mortal? Do they live happily ever after? Does the god become a mortal? Do they die? Well, anything's possible. (Sanders Sides god au, anxciet centric)
