#;bitterness

@dexsunggyu

The sky was dark, stars were hidden away by clouds, and the smell of rain wafted in the air. There was no particular reason why Yoongi was out wandering around at this hour, other than the fact that the weirdos and deities liked to come out and play at this time. It wasn’t his job to track down deities, rather just kill them when given the orders, but there was little he could do to occupy his time. His enemy count far outweighed his friend count, and he held a fondness for humans that caused him to push himself away from them, in fear of getting them mixed up in his business.

The pebble on the road had the misfortune of being his kick toy as he continued down the path. The boy hadn’t passed anyone on the streets yet, besides for a homeless man and a drunken guy stumbling home (and he had done the same thing many times). Keeping his focus down on the pebble, he continued to kick it until he saw it skip far enough to hit someone’s feet, causing him to lift an eyebrow and look at the stranger ahead of him.

Ah. Him.

The deity that attacked him around a year back, though he hadn’t become a vindicator yet. Yoongi felt himself tense up from anger, clenching his fist as he narrowed his eyes at the man. “If it’s not the asshole who tried to kill me,” The boy spoke, keeping his distance in case he wanted to try attacking him again. “I was looking for something to do tonight. Maybe I’ll restrain you and hand you over to the Organization so they can play with you.” He didn’t particularly hate anyone without given a reason, but this man’s true face was unknown to him due to the fact that he did not resemble a Greek deity at all, and he wasn’t aware of the powers he possessed. Whatever attacked him originally wasn’t the stranger, but Yoongi was unaware of this. “C’mon, deaf sonuva bitch. Try attacking me again.”