Omens Between Gods

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Seokjin could barely keep up with what the two gods were saying to each other; violent words and slangs were yelled back a forth between the two. Seokjin would be surprised if either one could even hear what each other was saying. They were screaming over each other, the words blending together, making it impossible to understand one voice over the other.

"SO OUR FRIENDSHIP MEANT NOTHING?!" Taehyung screamed at Jungkook, one of the first things he could hear over the combined chatter. That seemed to silence the entire argument as Jungkook stared at Taehyung like he had grown two heads, like he was crazy. "How long have we been friends? One-thousands years?" Taehyung asked quieter, looking at Jungkook with desperate eyes, pleading for the entire thing to end. Taehyung wanted his best friend back, so why was Jungkook fighting him so much?

Taehyung hoped that Jungkook felt the same, that he wanted to return to the way things used to be. Taehyung missed the bond the two had once shared after Jungkook left him, he had no one. The other gods didn't understand Taehyung like Jungkook had, Taehyung could have told Jungkook everything, trusted him with everything. The other gods didn't trust Taehyung because of the sole fact that he was the god of lies. When others looked passed that fact, they found he was too weird to befriend.

Which left Taehyung alone to be trapped in his mind, a place filled with deceit and lies. A place that no one wanted to be. If Taehyung were human, he'd have been diagnosed with a mental illness by now, but this wasn' something that was an illness, it was his powers that ruined his sanity. Jungkook had once been the only thing that kept his mind stable; without him, Taehyung had all but fell apart. Which was why the words Jungkook screamed back hurt as much as they did.

"Friends?! We are not friends! I've already told you this!!" Jungkook screamed louder than before, roughly pushing Taehyung away from him, which sent him flying backwards, crashing into the stone wall of the temple. The entire building shook with the force of the shove. It was easy to forget that they were gods, especially for Jungkook, whose power resided in muscular strength.

Taehyung didn't move for a couple of seconds; his body positioned weirdly against the wall. Small bits of stone had fallen upon impact, making an even bigger indention visible to the other gods in the room. Seokjin wouldn't be surprised if there would be a large Taehyung sized body mark permanently plastered in the wall of the temple. The silence was lifted when a couple of the other gods rushed over to Taehyung, helping him down. Where Taehyung's head once was on the wall was covered in thick gold blood, blood that could only ever belong to a god.

Seokjin didn't gasp like a lot of the other gods at the sight of the blood. It took a lot to make a god bleed, god or otherwise, to see Taehyung bleeding from Jungkook's attack proved that Jungkook was indeed a very powerful god, a god that they shouldn't underestimate. The same could be said for a lot of the gods, though, Seokjin included. Seokjin liked to look beyond a person's power, as a person's power in no way defined them. Aside from this one time, Jungkook was usually known to be a sweet and gentle boy. Rarely did Jungkook use his powers against another person, god or otherwise.

Seokjin walked over to the air, a sense of dominance coming off of him in waves, the other gods made way for him, as most knew who he was and what his abilities did. Seokjin was not a fighter; he was a healer. That was Seokjin's godly ability.

The two gods that were holding Taehyung up acknowledged Seokjin. He ignored them in return, touching the temple of Taehyung's unconscious head, a soft white light transferring into the boy, finding the wounded area that required healing. His power worked quickly, as Taehyung was a god, his body healed quickly on its own. Being immortal had it's a perk at times, like now. If Taehyung had been a mortal, he would have been killed upon impact with the wall.

Once the wound was healed up, Seokjin backed away from Taehyung. He had done his part of the jobs, and he trusted that the two gods would see to it that Taehyung made it back to his room to rest peacefully. Seokjin turned to walk out of the main hall, his eyes glancing over towards Jungkook, who looked shocked at the turn of events.

"Next time Jungkook, be aware of the fact that the next time, you might actually kill him," Seokjin turned away with that, walking out of the main hall towards the room that he had been assigned when he arrived. The master hall was where all the other supreme gods were assigned to live during their time in Honraoi. Seokjin both appreciated the gesture and hated it, seeing it as just another gap between the gods and supreme gods. Aside from power, they were no different. So why make it seem like the difference was between life or death?

Seokjin hated to be the scolding god, but someone had to say something to Jungkook. He could have killed Taehyung if he had wanted to. It had to be drilled into his young head early on. Otherwise, a heartbreaking accident would occur with one of the gods dead.

Climbing the staircase felt nostalgic for Seokjin, reminding him of times from his youth when he was a much younger god. He used to enjoy these events so much, and now, he wanted to leave already. Seokjin wanted the two old friends to reunite, if every time they even remotely talked ended in a fight like that, then Seokjin hoped for the sake of the rest of the gods, that the two avoided each other for the rest of their time in Honraoi.

Once Seokjin was in the upstairs hallway, the voices of the other gods slowly disappeared as he walked towards his suite, a nicely sized room that reminded Seokjin of the one he had back in Ameki. Only the one back in Ameki had all his personal belongings, things he's collected of the decades, and held onto. Seokjin knew he had items that mortal historians would love to get their hands on, unfortunately for them, those items were his. Seokjin wished he was walking back to his real bedroom, and not the one in Honraoi.

What Seokjin was startled to see was another supreme god, Jung Hoseok, to be standing in the hallway, staring down out of a window. Seokjin had always been known as a curious god, so he quickly walked up behind Hoseok and peeked over his shoulder. What he saw was another supreme god, Kim Namjoon, and the smaller god that he had seen earlier, only the smaller god was running away from Namjoon.

"What's going on?" Seokjin asked out loud, scaring Hoseok, who jumped, bright lights appearing in the palm of his hands, the lights as bright as the sun. Once Hoseok saw that it was only Seokjin, the lights disappeared, while a sheepish grin crawled it's way onto Hoseok's face as he rubbed the back of his neck. "My apologies Hoseok, it was not my intention to scare you," Seokjin said formally. He hadn't seen Hoseok since he went to travel the lower-realm. He was quite curious to have a sit down with Hoseok to hear about those travels.

"You're fine Seokjin-hyung, I was just watching those two, I've never seen the smaller one, do you know who he is?" Hoseok asked, and Seokjin hesitated. Did he want Hoseok to know that the boy was a dark god? Potentially the other god to his pair? Night and day used to work together, so it wasn't surprising that opposites were attracting.

"I believe it is the night god," Seokjin admitted, looking out the window at the direction he ran off. He could feel Hoseok's eyes snap onto him in shock. Nothing else had to be said at the moment, which Seokjin took as intuitive to leave the sun god with the new information. Seokjin turned to leave the god. "Let's have dinner later, k? I'd love to hear about all the mortal places you visited," Seokjin said as he walked a couple more doors down the hall and entered his room.

Hoseok didn't even nod, still staring out the window, looking down at Namjoon.