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Felix is a cuddly, affectionate person. Anyone who knew him knew that. He was most at peace when he was snuggled up with someone, be it Hyunjin or Taeyong or any other friend, really. He just liked to be warm and cuddled, not unlike a puppy. After all, when everything else in his life felt unsteady and uncertain and scary, a good cuddle could work wonders.

And on a rainy, dreary, cold day like today when he was feeling a little down, lacking a boyfriend and a hyung, he knew just who to invite over.

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Diana entered the library on a mission, a list of texts she wanted to get clutched in one hand as she made her way through the stacks. She already had a fairly good idea of what she wanted to write her big master’s thesis on, so despite the fact that the semester had barely even begun, she was already looking to prepare for what was to come. She had written down the reference numbers and locations of all the books she wanted, so it was as easy as going to the right section and scanning the books to find the right ones.

She was near the back of the library, where windows spilled sunlight onto the worn spines of the volumes lining the shelves, when she suddenly tripped on something. She just barely managed to keep hold of the stack of books in her arms, stumbling forward a few steps but somehow managing to make a relatively smooth recovery. She turned to look at what had tripped her, only to spot someone sprawled out on the ground, basking in the sun like a housecat. She had been so focused on finding a specific book that she had completely missed him.

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Felix felt pretty bad, honestly. Even though his life had been quite the mess lately, he didn’t like to talk about that kind of stuff when he hung out with Bes. He sort of liked how simple things were between them, just enjoying each other’s company and leaving everything unpleasant at the door. So he almost felt guilty for falling asleep and having a nightmare while Bes was over. Especially since he could not explain the stupid thing. He was starting to think he might have a small idea of what was going on with him, but he had not quite figured it out.

He was glad Bes was there, though, grateful for the warmth and sense of safety his presence provided. He began to relax as the other male got them comfortable and wrapped them up all cozy- although he did start a little when Bes suddenly started purring, his head popping up in surprise for a moment. He honestly hadn’t realized his friend could do that.

Esther stopped by the library on the her day off. She had been wanting a new book to dive into, having finally caught up reading all the books that had sat on her shelves so long. And, when she arrived, she found herself enamored at the lovely building and the monstrous amount of books.

Having caught herself in conversation soon with one of the main librarians, she found herself warmed by their kindness. Though the island had rather unsavory people, Bes shined like a ray of sunshine, something that was much needed. "Thank you! Same to you!"

It was one of those days where Carter wasn't needed at the shop —days off, or whatever they were called— and he decides to venture off to the only place with a larger book collection than the Lion's Den (and his place), the library!

It was quite the sight to behold. The beautiful building was home to more than just books, and he figured it was only right from a place filled with gods and their children. Bookshelf upon bookshelf upon bookshelf decorated this small piece of heaven on earth and it was so wondrous that losing himself in it was the only right thing to do.

The one million thoughts that sped through his mind were so loud that for a second he didn't see where he was going, causing him to stumble into another body and the little cart of books he was pushing around. "I'm so sorry!" Carter chirped, nose, cheeks and ears a beet red out of sheer embarrassment at his own clumsiness.

"Don't worry, I can handle this."

&. 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. - status: accepting !

"There's no need to change my mind." She took a hand and cupped his cheek. It's been a while since Hecate had met with the demigod she'd occasionally took care of during his early life and she was glad to see Bes was doing well. "I've seen your backpack and how worn out is is." The Goddess handed him a bag from a local store, inside a pastel green basic daypack with a cat paw patch sewed to it.

Jinae had thought she was alone when she found the dead bird in the park. She hadn't seen anyone else for ages, so it seemed safe to crouch down and gently pick it up. Closing her eyes, she gently ran her thumb over the creature's feathers, focusing all her energy on it. It made her feel a little light-headed, but a smile spread across her face when she opened her eyes and saw the little bird perched in her palm, alive and well.

However, she jolted when she heard a voice, whipping her head around to look at the stranger. She hardly even noticed when the bird flew away. She was a naturally trusting person, but her mother had drilled it into her head the last few years that she needed to keep her resurrection powers a secret. That people would try to take advantage of them, and she had already sacrificed more than enough. So, it was a little startling that he had happened upon her at just the wrong time.

"Oh, I... Thank you, that's nice of you to say, but... I'm really not special," she replied quietly, standing and brushing off the knees of her pants. "I'm sure there's lots of people on the island who can do way more impressive things, right?"

Before he could even comprehend what he just heard, Maxim’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at Bes. His peripheral vision didn’t show anybody next to him and seeing as how he was leaning against a wall, it was unlikely that his counterpart was talking to somebody behind him. What started out as an amused exhale quickly turned into a genuine laugh as the words sunk in. 

The only way ‘heaven’ has ever been associated with him was if it would be prefaced with ‘you’re never getting into’ by some elders in his village. 

Either Bes was messing with him or he genuinely never heard anything about Maxim. After brief consideration, his ego convinced him that it could only be the former option. 

Fair enough. 

He was in a good mood – this was a game best played by two, why not play along? 

“Boring,” a half-assed shrug accompanied his smile, “that’s why I came to take you back with me.”