The Son of Zelos (VIXX Fanfiction)

Negotiation

"That's interesting," Wonshik said as he stroked his chin. "So your cousin is to be wed to the woman you have fallen for, and you wish to make her yours."

Hakyeon nodded. "That's the short version, yes." 

"And my garden's pomegranate is essential for the spell that you wish to make in order to make her fall for you, is that correct?"

"Yes, absolutely."

Wonshik watched Hakyeon for a few moments of back-breaking silence. 

Hongbin felt uneasy about the way Hades looked at Hakyeon. It was like he was considering the best ways to torture Hakyeon, or as the elder put it, "put him to good use." He had a feeling that the plans the God of the Underworld had in mind weren't nice.

Or perhaps that was just all the intimidating impressions everyone had about Hades, including him. Whenever he'd met the Lord of the Underworld, he'd given off a dark and dangerous aura, and Prometheus had tried to keep his distance.

Hakyeon spoke up in order to break the silence. "If you help us this time, I promise to give myself to you. You may use me however you like."

Wonshik raised an eyebrow. "Now that just sounds wrong," he pointed out. "But...a son of Zelos, huh?" He thoughtfully pursed his lips. "I've generally never thought the world of demigods. Usually I just cast them into Tartarus, but this time..." He looked up at Hakyeon. "You can control the emotional spectrum?" he asked, more as a statement rather than a question.

Hakyeon silently moved his head. Wonshik once again seemed to relapse into thought. "This is an offer I've never had before," he muttered. "Intriguing." 

He pushed back his chair and got up, giving everyone a scare. "I'm going to need a bit more time to think over this. Make yourselves comfortable." He gestured around him. "I think I can tolerate your company a bit longer before I grow weary of you."

Sanghyuk felt chills going down his back. So the only reason they were still alive was because Hades was lonely...

Wonshik waved his arm and the small door behind them shimmered before a much larger door appeared. Cerberus ducked his head and trotted inside, standing and wagging his tail. He then walked over to the table before flopping down on the ground, letting his three tongues roll out. 

Sanghyuk threw him the piece of meat left on his plate, and he happily gobbled it up, resting his head back on his paws with a big sigh. 

The youngest didn't mind. He didn't have much of an appetite.

Hakyeon looked around the room. Whatever Wonshik had done to change the size of the door and allow Cerberus through, it had also changed the look of the dining room.

What was before a medieval like massive room now looked like a part of a warm house. To his right, Hakyeon could see a makeshift living room with a switched off television. Beside it were stairs to what he felt were bedrooms. Shelves were built into the walls holding photos and mementos of all kinds.

Hakyeon pursued his lips. Seemed like the Lord of the Underworld liked pretending that he was a mortal once in a while.

He got up from the table, walking over to a mantelpiece that held a mirror of all things. Looking into the mirror, however, he found himself staring at a young woman, with long flowy hair, a beautiful, otherworldly beauty and a wide laugh. She was currently laughing with another much older yet just as beautiful woman, who he assumed to be her mother.

"That's Persephone, alright," Wonshik's voice beside him said.

He turned to his side to see Wonshik standing there, looking at the mirror with a fond and longing look in his eyes. "Your wife?" Hakyeon asked.