I accidentally posted ch 9 first so I guess it's double update this week
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Seokjin scurried around the little flower shop, now that Namjoon had gone to the academy he was able to use his own powers to close up the shop. With a wave of his hands the remaining yellow, red and white roses floated into wooden boxes. The last remaining tulips were packed away in the cart by the window along with the peaches and oranges. The rest of the baskets stacked themselves neatly by the counter. The wooden tables and shelves all swept dust on their own. The collected dirt showing themselves out of the stall. Finally, Jin held the lamp closer to him at the counter, taking out a scrap piece of paper from the book they kept at the counter and started drawing. The first picture he drew was of a stick man watering a bunch of flowers he added the words 'water flowers once a week if there is no rain'. The next picture he drew was their little store, he added a drawing of him holding a sign with an x. 'Close the shop well.' Lastly, he drew pictures of food. Seokjin's last message was clear, he wanted Namjoon to eat well. There was a recipe book he had left in their little cottage, he had made sure the instructions he had left behind would be easy for Namjoon to follow alone. But just in case... the Goddess looked towards the Nymph after he signed off the note.
"Look after him from afar. He may accidentally burn the cottage, you must wipe his memory if you use your powers in front of him. I'll be back as soon as matters in the divine realm is dealt with. I need to ask Hades' advice on something important anyway." Seokjin hummed excitedly, he swirled around the room theatrically.
"My Goddess, you have changed." The Nymph spoke humbly.
Seokjin froze in his tracks before he grinned in her direction. "In which way?"
"Apologies, My Goddess. I spoke out of line again." She bowed her head. "It seems life on Earth is doing you well. I'm worried you will never return."
The Goddess sighed. "I know this isn't permanent." He picked up his basket up, it was filled with red roses. He remembered Hades' loving them so much. "Once again, protect him until I return." Seokjin looked around fondly at the little shop in this corner of the world before he disappeared into silver dust. He had begun his descend towards the gates of the Underworld.
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The absence of light brought an eerie chill along his skin. He felt the cold wrap around him uncomfortably. There was hissing and snarling in the distance, the air was filled with very unpleasant sounds. A mist had barred his sights, but by the time he landed on the frost, stone tiles the scenery had unveiled itself to be particularly different. Seokjin remembered there being a lot of rubble, but it seemed everything had been cleared away. A smooth stone path led to the entrance, where a few guards stood outside with Cerberus running around them. Beside it was a large pavilion. Seokjin wondered why it was there, Yoongi had been clear about not wanting to accommodate guests.
Despite the dimply lit candles, Seokjin found it hard to see. It was only when he approached the patio that he saw Yoongi sat at the end of an iron table. There were other Nymphs waiting around him, one carried a tray of tea while another one carried refreshments. And beside the King of the Underworld was a nymph Seokjin had never seen before. There was something unsettling about the smile she gave him, it was a little too proud for the Goddess's liking, especially considering their status. Her gown was made of soot coloured silks, and selections of black star sapphires had been sown onto them with intricate embroidery. On her hands she was wearing exquisite jewellery. The Underworld was a treasury for all the fine metals of the Earth, and it seemed she wore them all along her fingers. Seokjin met her soft, hazel brown eyes and he knew he didn't like the glimmer they held in them. Her smile was brief and her low bow was tardy.
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