The son of Aphrodite.
The embodiment of sin.
Pleasure.
Lust.
Jin was born with the face people would call...
A masterpiece.
A face ancient artisans would have killed to sculpt.
The man who was as beautiful as any woman.
Perhaps even more.
He had grace.
Beauty.
But that wasn't who he was.
He didn't want to be seen as the mere sex object that he was.
The slut of Olympus.
The whore.
Every gods bitch.
Jin wasn't submissive.
He refused to be.
He would not be seen as his mother was.
As some kind of sex object.
In fact, Jin loathed sex and all the things it came with.
All he wanted was to make friends.
Perhaps find someone he loved and spend the rest his existence with them.
Take care of his friends.
Look out for people.
He didn't want to be constantly taken care of.
Pampered.
Then used.
Complimented.
Then talked about behind his back.
He didn't want to be trapped as he was.
Trapped in the gossip.
The lies.
The looks of want.
Lust.
He didn't want that.
He wanted none of it.
He didn't want to be constantly compared with others.
He's better looking.
She's more graceful.
He's more willing to jump into bed.
She's smarter.
But he was the son of Aphrodite.
And all he was looked at by.
Was what he was on the outside.
Not what laid beneath his shiny shell.
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Flower (Yoonseok) ✅
FanfictionYoongi is the son of Hades. He's been stuck in the underworld his whole life with nothing but dead souls to keep him company. He's shunned by the other offspring of Gods in Olympus, so he decides to go to earth one day, to get away from it all. He w...
