#2359krw

@2359krw​​​​

     life in the underworld hardly had it’s perks, even as king. there was too much work to be done, too many souls that entered on the daily and even with the various demons he had working under his wing --- somehow everything fell back on his shoulders. so, what started as business as he entered the living world just to check up on things, soon turned into pleasure as he found himself able to unwind with silly little human things. that’s what the king of the underworld found himself doing tonight, holding up a small table in a bar and lounge when someone familiar made their way towards him. “ahh, and to what do i owe this pleasure? please, let me buy you a drink,” hades offers with a sly smile.

Korain’s hand was wrapped tightly around a glass of scotch, so much so that he could feel minuscule fractures beginning to form in the glass’ structure. He was polite enough to wait until the song ended, until Minhyuk was close enough to the stage’s edge that he would barely have to raise his voice to be heard. “Well, it certainly looks like you’ve rebounded nicely.” An eyebrow raised, face remaining passive as if he just didn’t care about what he’d seen. Korain always had been a good liar. “We should talk, you and I. Some place private. It’s important.”

FOR  :  @2359krw​

they’ve shared several christmas together but it would be their first as a married couple. they had exciting plans but daniel’s schedule worked against them. echo was disappointed but he knew what he got into when he agreed to spend the rest of his life with the other. missed birthdays, missed anniversaries, missed christmases. he’s upstairs when he heard the telltale rattle of the front door opening and not expecting anyone grabbed the first thing he could get his hand on. a book. not the most effective weapon against a robber but it would do. “couldn’t it wait another d—” he let the book fall from his hand and dashed for his husband, jumping in his arms when he reached him, “—you’re not a burglar.”

for a person like howon, that was used to getting everything he wanted with a snap of his fingers, mending bridges with leon after they burnt as badly as they did because of his own stupidity, had been a true challenge. with a bit of christmas magic and luck, he took the last step to complete the reconquest. all the signs were there as he pressed his lips against the other’s, the warm feeling in his stomach, the sweaty palms, his heart rate skyrocketing, a sense of coming home. howon was blind for too long but no more. “mistletoe,” he pointed above his head, “can’t go against santa’s wishes, hubby.”

the gift skylar got him was beautiful and made his gift pale his comparison but his art was all orion could offer him, for now. in times like these, their age gap was more glaringly obvious. they were at very different places in their lives: skylar had a steady job, a steady income. orion didn’t. he tried not to linger on the numerous ways their relationship could go down the drain because of the seven years that separated them. they would make it work. “mm, it’s based on us,” he worked long hours to get the comic done in time for christmas and kept it a secret from everyone. a notebook full of sketches with a little red bow on the cover was passed in the other’s hands, “it’s not much but i hope you like.”

          arvensis huffed as he stumbled into the castle, turning quickly to slam the door shut. “oh, shit….” he stomped his feet a few times, trying to get the snow off of himself. he dusted his body of snow, then made his way through the many halls to get to the prince’s bedroom. a few curt knocks, and the shield made his way inside. “bad news…storm’s blowin’ like crazy out there. we can’t go anywhere. we might have to postpone the surprise until the spring…” he immediately shed his clothes and made his way to the fireplace. once he was warmed up, he would put his clothes on the grate in front of the fireplace to dry, but right now, he was focused on fighting off frostbite. “that means we’ll have to have fun inside, i guess.”