The Son of Hades: A Suga Fanfic

Chapter 12: Vase

Dedicated chapter to @infirationalyoonmin because your theory made my entire life complete. To you I say this: Chapter 7.

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A deep, unsettling feeling of dread came over Suga as he stared into the silver lights of Jimin's eyes. He felt a cold, tightening grip wrap around his neck, pulling him into the depths of his own fear.

It was only when he reached up to touch his neck that he realized the grip around him was real. Jimin's slim fingers were ice cold as they wrapped around Suga's throat. His non-blinking gaze was set on Suga's.

"Fascinating," a voice whispered out from Jimin's lips. The grip on Suga's neck tilted him so he could see his face from another angle. "You are supposed to be in my control," the voice said, Jimin's mouth moving to form the words.

Suga felt chills go down his spine as the voice registered in his mind.

"Hades," he whispered out. He grabbed at Jimin's hand and tried to pull it down, but the silver haired boy's strength was not completely his own. "Father, what are you doing?" Suga managed to say through his gritted teeth.

Jimin gazed at him, no sign of emotion in his silver eyes. The grasp around Suga's neck tightened as Jimin leaned in closer to him. His breath was at his neck now.

"Getting what I want," Hades' voice said lowly in his ear.

Suga pulled back to look into Jimin's blank face. "Father, how are you even doing this? And what do you mean I'm supposed to be in your control?" It was getting harder for Suga to breathe. He kept his hands around Jimin's wrist, trying to bring it down from his neck.

A sly smile slid across Jimin's face that didn't match any of his features. Whereas Jimin was soft and overall kind looking, the smile stretched and contorted his face to a gruesome expression.

Hades laughter filled Suga's mind. "The chaotic mind called out to me. I answered its voice, thinking it was you. But now I see I am mistaken. I question whose body this belongs to, but the manner is insignificant. It's at my disposal and I intend to use it for my current needs."

"It has a name, father. And a mind that should not be controlled!"

The hold around Suga's neck tightened and he grasped at it, trying to dislodge Jimin's grip. He gasped, trying to breathe, but the hold was too tight.

Jimin leaned and smirked at Suga's struggle, watching him with an angry gaze. "This mind has hatred towards you. A strong feeling of distrust and confusion. There's a fighting part of him here trying to gain control, but I'm much stronger than some pathetic child." Hades glared and the grip tightened, choking Suga.

Suga scratched at Jimin's hand, trying desperately to get a good breath of air. He could feel his fingernails digging into Jimin's skin, tearing apart some of his flesh. Under his nails caked dirt, skin, and blood.

Hades watched Suga struggle, enjoying the way his eyes widened and desperation filled his every feature. It was a nice reminder that he was still powerful, that he was still capable of instilling fear. He had missed this feeling.

But there was also a small part of Hades that felt remorse for the boy. Suga had only know him as a father figure. And though every ounce of disobedience had been controlled to fit Hades' will, he still found himself fascinated when Suga's mind fought back. It was a pity that such a strong mind belonged to an otherwise weak being.

Hades sighed and Jimin frowned as they both looked down at the boy in their hold. Suga was the answer that Hades had looked for. Suga was the one destined to free him from his eternal binds to the Underworld.