You're Weirder. {BTSxHeroes of Olympus}

Pancakes

(no picture today :c next chapter ill give you two uvu)

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Frank had to stay with two boys. He was quite nervous, since his inner gay was being summoned.

Their names were Hoseok and Yoongi.

And they were polar opposites. Yoongi was grumpy and sleepy, and Hoseok was a sunny, bright and cheerful dude.

But Frank was over it. He had checked on everyone, just to make sure they were okay. Leo was awake and tinkering, that blueberry guy was on his fixed laptop, Percy and Jungkook were asleep, Jason was asleep. His roommate was nowhere to be seen, Jin and Namjoon were also asleep, and the girls were messing around.

He went back to his room and sighed. He frowned, it was so weird that nothing else was happening. They could really sleep in peace? For once in his life...

"Are you okay?" Hoseok asked, and Yoongi looked up from his computer.

"Huh? Oh, yeah," Frank nodded.

"Where'd you go?" Yoongi furrowed his brow.

"To check on everyone," Frank replied quietly. "Just to be sure. It just feels weird that we can sleep in peace. It's new. Without your rank practically jumping on you to wake you up when you lay down," he chuckled nervously.

"I would probably beat them up if they did that to me," Yoongi grunted.

"It's one son of Ares against his whole rank," Frank shrugged. "I don't think you'd be able to do much more than poke them without getting beaten up."

"You've been beat up?" Hoseok tilted his head in concern.

"If my father didn't raise me to an official rank without me having really done much, probably," he rolled his eyes at the memory.

"How did it feel to be in the presence of a god?" Hoseok asked, and Frank looked down.

"In that situation, it felt embarrassing, to say the least. I wanted to work my way up," he sighed. "But I guess it doesn't work like that if you're part of a prophecy that says you have to save the world."

"It must be a lot of pressure," Yoongi said.

"You can't imagine, my life almost burned up while I freed the god of Death with the piece of driftwood that I depend on," Frank held up the size of the driftwood with his fingers, his tense feeling from back then finally tumbling out."Ironic much!"

"Well, you haven't died, have you?" Yoongi asked, getting up out of his rolling chair.

"No. But—"

"Well then, don't dwell on the past. You can't change it."

"That's what you think," Frank shook his head. "All you could ever want and imagine is possible, all in the world under your nose that you haven't noticed up until today. There can be a dragon in front of you, or even a bunny, but everything depends on that one choice you make right then and there and it's just—it's tiring. When you know your father is the god of war, and everyone depends on you to have that one trick up your sleeve that might tip the odds in your favor."

Yoongi put his hand on Frank's shoulder. "I'm guessing you can't change your godly parent, then?"

"No..."

"Then go to sleep."

Frank blinked, then rubbed the bridge of his nose. "If Leo was here, he would probably say you were a Korean guy version of an Oracle."

"I don't know what the fuck that is, but nighty-night."

Frank nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, alright."

(im not going to write anything for the girls just yet, you'll see why in a while)