#ljsdemigod

Yoongi opens the door, sleepily rubbing his eyes. Another nap interrupted, but it doesn’t really matter since his naps are always interrupted in the end. He’s ready to tell whoever it is at the door to go the fuck away, but hesitates at the sight of the familiar face. It’s Jongsuk, he gives him a rare grin.  ”Oh— hey Suk.” He looks at the items in his arms and raises a brow. “Looks like you’re ready for a sleepover—” Which would probably end up being the case, but he doesn’t mind. “Movies? Totally up for it— are any of them horror movies?”

A small 'oh' of surprise escaped her as the boy handed her the small jar of stars. "For me? This is so cute!" she turned the jar in her hands, shaking it a little to mix up the paper stars. "I really like this, thank you so much! My name's Jia, what's yours? I'll put it on the jar, so I won't forget"

{ ☁ } ㅡ longer than he could guarantee, the demigod was once again spacing out. liters of thoughts swimming in his head whilst staring blankly on the sky and puffed clouds. his neck itches discomfort as time passed by hence pulling the male’s uninterested countenance away from the scenery he’s none appreciative about. a small sigh ran from the male’s mouth as he realize how he misused his time once again, weaving unhappy curves as he looked down to his foot. as he was about to march away from his idle position, he noticed another male and he’s eyes all in him. struck for a mere second before he could realize what the other was doing, kangjoon felt a shoot of guilt from moving on his spot, weird reaction but what came first to his senses was by moving, he ruined the male’s artwork. oddity in his eyes. 

Answered here

She puffed out her cheeks and straightened up, too full of energy at night to be disheartened by his dismissal. Silver was bound to come out soon enough. Grabbing his ankle, she pulled on his leg, as if to drag him out of bed, but it was evident that his body weight and her horrid physical strength were outmatched. She didn't exactly want to wake Silver's roommate, either. Huffing again, she sat at his hip and lightly patted his chest, quickly running out of ideas. "Silver," she whined softly, "I killed Jiji tonight, come see."

Them, out of the furthest corner of her gaze; she noticed him. His aura was a horridly bright glow, much like his father's. However his had shadows where Apollo's did not. With the small bowls in hand, she approached the demigod and sat beside him. "For you." Hera said as she held out one bowl to him, reassuring him with a slight smile that she meant no harm despite him being the bastard's child. "Eat it." 

oh— maybe in a week? dunno— { / whispers } no come back.