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"Can you stop glaring at the mortal like you want to drive a knife through their chest?" Tae sighs as they look over at their husband. The man in question turns to glare at them.
"He's staring at you like you're a piece of steak." He grunts, brows furrowed.
"You know I like the attention," Tae hums before leaning over and gently brushing their lips together. "But it doesn't compare to the way you dote on me, my dear." They grins, gently wiping away the wine red lipstick that stubbornly clung to their husband's cheek.
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"So, I saw you today," Tae's best friend Jimin smirks, eyebrows wiggling as he plays with his shifter boyfriend who was currently nuzzling at his thighs with his pink bunny nose.
"Please, don't start with me." The deity sighs as they brush their hair, curls falling away. After a long day of altering appearances, Tae brushes away the dark curls they wore, letting their flowing ebony hair to be free. "Hephaestus is in another town on a business trip. Allow me to have my fun with my husband." The deity of love frowns.
The blond chuckles softly.
"They're both your husbands smart one." Jimin reminds the deity more often known as Aphrodite. "Are you sure Jinnie is okay with this?" He asks as his best friend stands to comb their long hair. Aphrodite turns, the open robe giving Jimin a look at the compact muscle that they were packing.
"Ares is fine with it. He knows that it isn't convenient, but Hobs and I are looking into a divorce. Hopefully sometime in the next month." The deity of love ties their hair up into a bun and leans their head against Jimin's shoulder.
"Then you both have my blessing."
"Thanks Athena," they laugh as Jimin tosses a cushion at them. Unlike Taehyung, Jimin much prefers his Korean persona in this lifetime. He enjoys the simplicity of it all, straying from their European roots to settle in a more oriental atmosphere. It gave him more time to study up on part history and war tactics should they have to go to war again.
“I’m serious Taehyungie, maybe this lifetime is the one where you and your lover get your happily ever after. No more sneaking around.” the blond sighs wistfully. And Tae? Well Tae tackles their best friend with a hug of course (mindful of Jeongguk who was lounging on the god of wisdom’s lap.)
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“Let me help,” a large hand comes into view and without hesitation, Tae hands him the brush. Slight scuffling is heard as the male settles down behind Taehyung and begins to brush through the recently dyed caramel blond hair.
“Thank you.” They murmur, letting the silence and the actions lull them into serenity.
“We finally get our happy ending, hm?” Jin says amusedly from behind the deity of love. It makes Aphrodite giggle. Their lover was right. They finally did get their happy ending. After millennia of trying, in different lifetimes, different time periods, they just couldn’t get it right. It was as if the universe (dammit Joonie!) was against their union.
Perhaps it was with good reason. In every lifetime without fail, Aphrodite and Hephaestus always get married even before Aphrodite meets Ares. Then when they do meet the latter, morals go out the window and Aphrodite is cheating on their husband with Ares. Sometimes as a woman, sometimes as a man.
This time, even though things followed the same storyline, they both knew there was something different. Something was going to change and they will be able to be unapologetically them. Maybe it was their tying of the knot in another city. Maybe it was the fact that Hephaestus didn’t have genuine feelings for the object of their desires anymore and instead was looking at another potential lover.
Now that they think about it, curled up in Jin’s arms clad in the older’s button up and a pair of pink boyshorts, Tae can’t help but giggle at how everyone but Jimin opted to settle for god or goddess...or multiple gods.
“Why are you giggly?” Jin grins as he leans down to peck the younger. When he pulls away he’s met with a starry eyed expression he knows too well. His baby is feeling overwhelmed with the amount of love coursing through their mortal body. It was an inconvenience Seokjin thinks, limiting each of them from feeling the true extent of their powers.
“Jinnie.” Is all Tae says before the elder is leaning in to capture the full and plush lips with his own, tongues licking against each other as Taehyung impatiently pulls him flush against their body. Hips gyrating together, getting desperate with each rut of their hips.
“Bed. Fuck !” Jin gasps as he detangles himself, carrying his lover to the bedroom.
As is the case when your life partner is the deity of love themselves; they don’t leave the bedroom for several hours.
Taehyung was a monster in bed, more so than the god of war.