"Namjoon will have everything under control quickly since Jin is still sleeping."
"Jin?" My eyebrows knit together. He nods and begins to answer my question when a voice appears out of nowhere before Jimin can even get another word out.
"Seokjin-hyung is the oldest and most influential of our group!"
I turn my attention to the source of the loud voice.
A man who's sunshine orange hair screams 'happiness and sunshine' fills my vision.
"How rude of me," he bows, and walks towards me."I'm Hoseok, son of Apollo!" As he bows and smiles brightly at me.
That explains a lot, to be honest.
"You must be y/n, it's so nice to finally meet you! My dad's oracle told me all about you; well, what she knew." He laughs.
Heh, well isn’t he a ball of sunshine. Literally.
The more happy or excited he gets, the brighter the golden yellow in his eyes grows. Cute little trait.
“Wait, so,” I stand up from my couch, facing the six men in the room.”How long should I expect you all to be here?” I ask, thinking about how much trouble this predicament could cause me both financially and mentally.
“It all depends on how long it will take us to find and identify him.” Namjoon answers, leaning over the couch.
“Hyung, you forgot something.” Sprouts a groggy voice from behind me.
I turn around and my face meets a chest causing me to step back a bit as I look at the person behind me. The man was a bit tall, of course, and also wore a formal outfit that had a color scheme of blue, maybe indigo.
“Oh, Jungkook’s awake.”
“Oh, it’s the brat.”
“Kookie!”
“What did I miss Jungkook?” Namjoon queried, his hands gesturing for Jungkook to answer.
“How to exactly kill him.” He smiled, it almost resembled a bunny, and said in a matter of factly tone and Namjoon gives a nod of agreement. Although, I also agree with him. If that’s the only way to get rid of that problem, they should probably plan out how to kill a god.
Wait, aren’t they immortal? How would you even kill a god?
Jungkook seems to have noticed my slight confusion and laughs at me.
“It seems someone has forgotten their manners,” Jimin says as he hits the back of Jungkook’s head. “Now introduce yourself properly you little brat.” He slightly sneers at, what I can only assume, the younger god.
Jungkook hisses at Jimin before looking to me and bowing. “Hello, I am Jungkook, son of Heracles. I am the youngest of all of your bodyguards.” He smiles at me.
“Yeah, we aren’t ancient like your friend over here.” Yoongi comments referring to Rai who is still standing behind the couch. If Namjoon wasn’t standing right beside him, I know very well that Rai would’ve lunged at Yoongi with no hesitation.
That and the intense glare.
“You’re a piece of shit, I hope you know that.” Rai sneers at the man laying on the floor as he goes to walk to the kitchen. Probably for another cup of coffee.
“At least my dad could keep it in his pants.”
“That’s it!”
Chaos quickly broke out as Rai lunged for the black-haired male, ready to choke him out. Namjoon attempted to pull Rai from Yoongi, which wasn’t really helping. It giving Rai more of a leg up if anything.
Some of the other boys were helping Namjoon try to get Rai off of Yoongi, while the others were watching the whole thing unveil, or panicking.
Pure chaos.
Good God, I’m going to get kicked out.
“Gods! Can’t any of you shut up for a second!?”
Everyone immediately turned their head in the direction of the voice, the far corner of the living room. There sat a tired-looking, who you could only assume was Seokjin sitting in the living chair, running a hand through his blush pink hair before standing up, fixing his jacket, walking to me, and bowing.
“Hello, I’m Seokjin, son of Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty and love.” He smiles charmingly at me. I guess the apple doesn’t fall too far from the tree. “You must be y/n, it’s lovely to meet you! I’m so sorry about these idiots and the chaos they’ve caused.” He grumbles a little referring to the boys.
Speaking of the boys, all of them frozen in place and now, somehow, are in a line. Except for Rai, of course. I don’t know if it’s from the shock of being yelled at or the fear of Seokjin. He does seem to have the mother-like air to him and that glare he’s giving to them would make anyone curl up into a ball.
“Okay, I’m going to ask this nicely.” He sighs a bit. “Those of you who have not introduced yourself properly, come do it now.” He says.
Uhh tha--
“That...that wasn’t a question huyng.” Jungkook points out, a bit hesitantly
“You heard me.” Seokjin says sternly, crossing his arms becoming very impatient. Probably from being woken up.
Namjoon steps up, dragging Yoongi with him by the sleeve, out of the line. Namjoon bows “I am Namjoon, son of Athena.” The silver-haired man gives me a dimpled smile. Okay, so now I must protect. “You can call me Joonie.” He comments, before noticing Yoongi hasn’t introduced himself yet. Joonie decides to elbow him in the side a little.
You know, for encouragement.
Yoongi rolls his eyes a bit before he reluctantly bows. “I’m Yoongi, son of Morpheus.” He stares at me for a second, before smirking. “Just know I can give you nightmares at any time.” He comments, before starting to walk away.
Okay, but besides the fact that you kicked him, who pissed in his fucking cheerios.
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