Taehyung stepped in the small room the mortals called a studio apartment, he looked around with furrowed brows, glancing at the boring and desolate walls, the wooden floorboards that creaked with each step irked him a little as he was used to the silent and comforting coolness of his marble floors. He looked at the small window at the end of the room and the view of buildings that surrounded the apartment complex made him feel claustrophobic, this is what Hoseok found enjoyable? Shaking his head slightly he hung his bag by the entrance and shook his shoes off, setting them on the floor by the front entrance.
He walked towards the large bed in the corner of the room, by the window, and sat atop it, laying back he sighed. He wouldn't bother to decorate this humble room, he hadn't planned to stay long, he would use his energy to gain Hoseoks favor and, he hopes, that the other would go back home with him. The mortal can be easily dismissed with his memories wiped away, Taehyung would gladly do the job.
He closed his eyes once before he stood up once more, walking towards the small restroom, he spent more time than usual on his hair, slicking it back while letting a few strands fall forward on his face, he made sure his face looked clean, his skin free of blemishes and his brows dark, framing his handsome face. He had researched before coming what the mortals' considered good fashion and dressed appropriately, in a black button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up just under his elbows, a clean gold watch wrapped around his left wrist, he also wore black dress pants with a deep red long overcoat that hung over his shoulders, his shoes were also of an expensive leather with a red milk snake on their sides, Gucci had seemed to be one the popular brands upon his research. He wanted to impress Hoseok as he assumed, since, the other was intrigued with mortals that maybe he also liked their clothes better.
He looked at himself once in the mirror and swallowed, he was anxious, Hoseok had always been the only one to make him feel anxious and happy all at once with just his presence, just being near him made Taehyung feel many things but none of those feelings had ever bothered him until now, now he wasn't sure what to say to the other, what would his excuse be for appearing here out of nowhere? Would Hoseok turn him away? He stood straighter in the mirror, adjusting his red over-coat so that it settled nicely over his wide shoulders. He took a breath in before turning around and leaving the restroom, he needed to try and he knew that, realistically, Hoseok would never turn him away, he was too kind and as Taehyung left his small apartment he felt determined to speak with the other without his nerves ruining his clear thoughts.
As he took a step towards the street in front of the apartment he immediately noticed that the mortals weren't shy, they had stared at him to the point that he felt as if he had voluntarily stepped into a cage to be gawked at by the masses. He continued his walk and ignored the people who were being openly rude, he had remembered the small dessert shop from the globe at home and had purposely come to this area in Lyon for that same reason. He hoped Hoseok would be there and if not today he'd go back tomorrow.
He stepped inside the shop that smelled like pastries and fresh coffee, he looked around the quiet establishment before hearing footsteps walk from the back. Taehyung frowned seeing the same mortal that he wished he didn't have to give any mercy towards, he felt his eye twitch when the man stopped short behind the counter, with a face Taehyung hadn't expected, astonishment adorned his features as he looked towards Taehyung.
When Taehyung reached the counter, still frowning at the other, he opened his mouth to ask of Hoseoks whereabouts only to be interrupted when the smaller stepped from the back as well.
Taehyung knew he was staring, but even in such a weak form, he was beautiful. Hoseok looked towards him with raised brows, before glancing towards Beau. "How can we help you today?"
Taehyung frowned at this, was he acting as if they never met? His face changed from longing to anger as he looked back towards this "Beau" there was something off here. When Taehyung hadn't answered Hoseok the smaller looked at him with a confused expression, why was this man glaring at Beau? And why has Beau remained silent?
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The Roses are Growing (Vhope) 🥀
Fanfiction"Falling in love has always been a terrifying concept, but falling in love with you seemed like a dream." Hoseok the God of Beauty, Love, and the Sun had fallen in love with a God known for his tricks the God of Chaos, Art, and Pleasure. But due to...