Deorum

son of athena

Kim Namjoon

Son of Athena.

Kim Namjoon was different, he wasn't like his brothers and sisters that he never knew, he wasn't like his friends as well.

He would spend days training and getting ready for war, even though Olympus hasn't had a war in forever, he still decides to make his mother happy and fight for her.

There he sat, on a mat in the floor, fiddling with his fingers as Jeon Jungkook made his way into the Hotpot place. Jimin and Seokjin were already here, sitting down and talking. Namjoon was messing with his hair, fixing the collar on his shirt and trying to get rid of any things that would make him look unpresentable, he was just like that, to be honest. He always wanted to look nice, to make himself look nice, which wasn't a problem.

"It sucked to get here, the building elevator isn't working great," Jungkook mumbled, sighing as he grabbed a seat next to Jimin. "Hm, maybe we should wait a day, they'll notice soon, I mean, almost everyone uses it to get into the mortal world," Seokjin mumbled, twirling his straw as it was stuck in a glass of coke. Jimin had surprisingly gotten a small glass of Soju, taking a few sips and wincing as always. "Oh yes! We can have a sleepover! All of us!" Jimin happily shouted, smiling as he put down his glass of Soju, nodding at his thought. "I mean its not a bad idea, but some of us might have to sleep on the floor-" Jungkook added, tilting his head, looking at the menu to order his drink.

In the next hour, it really was just all of them sitting down around the table, Jimin and Jungkook tipsy. Namjoon just watched with Seokjin, trying to keep them from doing anything stupid. In a matter of minutes, Jimin shot up and came back with Taehyung. Yoongi and Hoseok stayed back to exchange their words before Yoongi came after him. "They're here!" Jimin smiled, obviously excited that their best friends had arrived. Yoongi had a devilish look on his face like he just fucked someone up, which wasn't the case, but it just looked like he had.

Hoseok came after and Namjoon's eyes carefully watched the ethereal boy, sit down with his blondish highlights, matching his hair, and smiled. Hoseok looked up, sitting next to Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook, his chances of chatting to Namjoon were at a low, but he didn't mind too much, they both didn't.

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After a few hours of eating they all decided to go to a nearby motel, Jimin only tipsy, Jungkook was exhausted, Namjoon was full, Seokjin was currently fixing his hair, Yoongi was currently carrying Hoseok as Hoseok got drunk, and Taehyung was behind said Yoongi, laughing his ass off.

"Jesus Christ you're heavy.." Yoongi mumbled, making Hoseok gasp. "How rude!" He whined, playfully punching Yoongi, making him groan.

Once everyone got into the motel, Seokjin ran to the bathroom to get ready for bed, making Jungkook claim a side of a bed and sleep in his clothes.

Namjoon had also found a side as well, falling asleep along with Jimin who cuddled close to him out of his need of warmth. Seokjin stumbled out and slept next to Jungkook. Taehyung decided to sleep in a chair near the beds, hid in the corner but it was comfortable for him, as he said it did.

Hoseok was sitting outside the room, on the balcony, he didn't notice Yoongi appear behind him.

"You should get to bed."

"You should shut your mouth."

Hoseok spat, looking back at Yoongi who had a small smirk on his face.

"You really should though, it isn't healthy and it's around 2 am last time I checked," Yoongi said softly, walking up to Hoseok's side.

"And why do you care?" Hoseok spat, stumbling around as he felt Yoongi grab him.

"Because you're drunk and tired, I can see it in your eyes," Yoongi whispered. Hoseok looked up, and he felt his entire body fill with warmth like someone had laid him down near a fireplace. He scoffed, shaking away the feeling. "Stop trying to act like my father," Hoseok mumbled, crossing his arms and walking back into the motel.

Yoongi sighed, looking out at the city of Seoul. Where they all used to live when they got to high school, it was a place for them to start over; Well he thought. Yoongi had been thrown out by his parents, but when he reached his senior year of school, he was told everything. Which surprised him. He tried figuring everything out by himself but he never did, telling his friends, they all had the same issue.

Yoongi was honestly thankful for his friends, as they were there for him when nobody else was, then nobody bothered to look at him. He was thankful.

He made his way back inside and the first thing he saw as Hoseok passed out on the floor.

Yoongi sighed, picking up the boy and setting him on a nearby chair, making a bed for him on the ground, and then laying him down, tucking him in.

Yoongi was like this but never exactly liked to tell everyone about it. He sighed, walking up to the bed Jimin was laying in with Namjoon, falling asleep at the bottom side of the bed.