The god of love gritted his teeth. "Their partners are going to suffer the consequences. They are not the ones making a mistake, yet they're the very people who has to go through the pain of infidelity." Jimin turns away from the crystal. Jeongguk stops him by holding his wrists. "Are you going to run to your Apollo now?" He raises his eyebrow. "Your perfect god of everything?"

"That's none of your business, Jeongguk." Jimin slips form his hold and walks away. Jeongguk follows closely behind him, watching the feather ornaments on Jimin's hair dance with the wind. He sighs.

"You know, Apollo might be a god like us but trust me, he's no better than a mortal. You'll end up getting hurt." Jeongguk rests his hands behind his head as he walked.

Apollo, the god of poetry, music, and art. Jimin admired him since time immemorial. Being the god of love, Jimin craved everything romantic, and Apollo gave him that; gave him all the love he asked for.

But Jeongguk was the god of lust and desire, and he knows better than Jimin, what Apollo was capable of.

"You don't even know him." Jimin looks over his shoulder briefly to meet Jeongguk's eyes. "All you think about is the worst of others, because you feel on what tempts them. You're the god of lust. Apollo is different." He defends.

Jeongguk spins to the front, blocking Jimin's way. He tilts his head before speaking, "Oh, that I am the god of lust is the very reason why I could tell you that he's unfaithful."

Jimin sighs, "Jeongguk, I appreciate your concern, I'm going to assume it's genuine—"

"It is genuine." Jeongguk interrupts. "I'm not only the god of lust, Jimin, i'm also the god of desire. I'm telling you, he yearns for someone else."

Jimin pursed his lips in denial. He had an inkling that Apollo often had rendezvous with Daphne, a naiad nymph, daughter of a river god. However, unlike Jeongguk, Jimin always gave everyone around him the benefit of the doubt (except the god of lust, as it seems), at his own prejudice.

"I want to hear it from him, and until then, save your slander." Jimin says before walking past Jeongguk, who only sighs in defeat.

"If only you know that you yearn for me too." He pauses. "And I the same." He whispers before he hops off the ground to fly away, leaving traces of golden dust behind.

Jeongguk's words played like a broken record in Jimin's mind, and he couldn't brush it off this time. So he decided it was high time to confront Apollo about his affair.

Apollo wasn't happy about it. "How dare you accuse me of an affair when I've showered you with the love you're asking me for?!" He angrily says, impulsively hitting Jimin's cheek. "Don't ever bring Daphne into this." He threatens.

Jeongguk was wandering around Olympus when he spots his favorite god to tease. Jimin was seated by the fountain of youth, with his back facing Jeongguk.

Jeongguk smirks, gliding on air towards Jimin, "There's the lover boy~" He playfully sings, gently landing to sit just a few inches away from the petite god of love. "Trying to get rid of the fine lines love is causing you?" He jokes.

Jimin quickly looks away as soon as Jeongguk was sat, but he was too slow, still. There was silence between the both of them. Jeongguk slowly lifts his right hand, and Jimin flinched at his touch. "I won't hurt you." He whispers, JImin refused to look at him.

Gently, he touches Jimin's chin with his fingers, slowly guiding his face towards him.

The god of lust felt his blood boil at the sight of the bruise on the smaller one's cheek. "Who did this to you?" He whispers, trying to stay calm despite his heart beating against his chest in anger. Jimin looks away again, ashamed to admit that Apollo had hit him.

Jeongguk's jaw clenched. "Was this Apollo's doing?" He sees Jimin's lip trembling, shoulder's moving.

It only took a single golden teardrop to roll down Jimin's cheek for the god of lust to pique. He lifts his hand to gently wipe away the tear, smudging golden streaks on the celestial's skin. "Your precious tears should not be shed for a pathetic god like him." Jeongguk says, yet his face burned in anger at the thought of Apollo laying a hand on Jimin.

Jeongguk stands up, and Jimin immediately held his hand. "I know you hate him, but please don't use me as an excuse to do something stupid." He says.

"You're right, you are not an excuse." Jeongguk says, body moving to face Jimin, "You are the reason, the very reason why I need to teach him a lesson." He paused, meeting Jimin's eyes, "I pine for you, Jimin, the god of love." Jeongguk confesses.

Jimin lets go of Jeongguk's hand, lips parted as he's caught off guard.

"Every single day, I long for you. I desire you.. but you refuse to look at me because you've preempted by entirety, just because I am the god of lust." Jeongguk says in defeat.

"But I will wait for you, even if it takes na eternity for me to prove to you just how badly I want you." He continues. “My first act of proof—vengeance. Whoever lays a finger on you will suffer in my hands.” Without waiting for any response, he flies away in a blink of an eye.

Jeongguk knows he could never beat Apollo when it comes to strength—but he was wiser, he had the leverage. He knows exactly what made Apollo weak: his desire for Daphne.

So, the god of lust and desire nocks two arrows: one of a flame, and the other of rust. The arrow of flames hit Apollo, filling him with insatiable lust for Daphne.

While Daphne, the naiad nymph, was struck with the arrow of rust, filling her with repulsion at the very sight of Apollo.

Now, Apollo will suffer by never getting what he desires. He will live through his immortality experiencing the agony of longing for someone he can never have. The bow and arrow in Jeongguk’s hands disappear into dust.

“What do those arrows do?” Jeongguk turns around upon hearing the velvety voice of the god of love. He turns around with a smirk. “Oh? You’re curious? You’re not going to tell me I’m just going to hurt them?” He has a playful smile on his face now.

JImin shakes his head, “Whatever you did, he deserves it.” Jeongguk laughs, taking Jimin by the waist and pulling him close. “That’s my man.” He teases, biting his lip.

The god of love simply rolls his eyes, gently pushing Jeongguk to create distance between them, but he doesn’t move away from his hold, though. “I’m a god.” Jimin corrects. “My man sounds more cute.” Jeongguk defends.

“Didn’t expect the word ‘cute’ to come out of the lips of the god of lust.” Jimin raises his eyebrow and smiles. Jeongguk shrugs, “I guess you could say you bring out the worst in me.” Jimin glares at him, “Hey! For someone who claimed to ‘pine for me every single day’—” Jimin says, trying his best to imitate Jeongguk’s voice, “—you’re pretty rude!” He pouts.

Jeongguk’s gaze fall on the smaller one’s lips, biting his own to stop himself from smiling widely at how cute Jimin was being. “I know you could bring out the best in me too.” Jeongguk smiles.

Jimin tilts his head, “and what would that be?”

Slowly, the god of desire leans in to whisper in Jimin’s ear, intentionally brushing his lips against it, “My moans.”

Jimin gasps, hand flying to cover Jeongguk’s mouth. “Jeongguk!!!” He exclaims in surprise, cheeks flushing pink. Jimin wiggles out of Jeongguk’s hold and floats away as the latter laughs.

“Come back here, lover boy! I’m just being honest!” The god of desire chuckles, hopping of the ground to fly away with Jimin. “Stop following me!” Jimin playfully complains.

“Second act of proving my love to you—honesty! Don’t you like it?” Jeongguk teases the god of love.

“Aaah! Keep your hands to yourself!”

“I just want to hold your hand!!”

“Jeongguk!!!!”

And they continue to bicker as they flew back to Olympus, their voices getting fainter the farther they were from the ground.