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1
“See ya later kiddo!” Kojiro announced, waving his hand to say goodbye to the sea god who merely narrowed his eyes as he watched the man turn and walk away with the Valkyrie. Who did he think he was, calling HIM a child? He was millions of years old, Eons in fact! He didn't want to cause a scene, feeling the servants watch the interaction around the gardens and just turned around and started walking back to his palace. The worm better not do it again.
2
“Boy! Hey, over here!” Poseidon narrowed his eyes as he kept staring forward, ignoring the loud Samurai as he carried on walking with older brother. He wouldn't answer that, it would only encourage the old man. And it wasn’t even worth his time at the moment, he couldn't let Hades know it bothered him, he’d had to keep the facade up. Hades stopped and turned his head towards the direction of the voice, raising his brows at the human who walked towards them both with his Valkyrie at his side.
“Oh, Hades. I-it’s nice seeing you” Kojiro quickly corrected his behaviour, offering a small smile to the eldest brother who did the same, a small nod of the head accompanying this. Hrist looked away shyly, hanging behind the samurai. He turned his attention back to Poseidon who had carried on walking, Hades doing the same with a confused look on his face. Did he not realise the it was the swordsman shouting?
“Poseidon!” Hades called out to him, all three watching as he finally stopped in his tracks, before slowly turning around to them “Look who it is!” Poseidon's face didn’t change, refusing to acknowledge them two. He just wanted to hurry back to his palace he hated being out when he didn't need to.
“Hurry up Had-”
“Fancy seeing you here kid!” Kojiro accidentally interrupted him, a grin on his face as he greeted the tyrant, missing the shocked look on Hades face. Had he actually called one of the most fearsome gods in existence, a child? Hrist kept her mouth closed. “What’re ya up to?”
Passerbyers were shocked that this lowly human was talking so casually to two of the most prestigious gods in history, keeping their distance as they tried to make themselves scarce to avoid the retaliation of the sea god. Surely the human wouldn't live long after this. Poseidon frowned harder as he got so casually interrupted, clenching his jaw to hide the fact that he wanted to wrap his hands around Kojiro’s neck and squeeze and shake him while reminding him not to call him a child. He turned back around and started walking away, calling out to his brother to follow him.
“See ya later kid!”
Everyone missed the twitch in Poseidon's mouth.
3
Kojiro yelped as he felt his scarf being roughly grabbed before being pulled, coming face to face with Poseidon's annoyed face as he god frowns deeply at him. Kojiro was careful not to drop any of the many shopping bags he held, trying to keep everything together but also trying not to anger the god more. It seemed Poseidon hated it when Kojiro did not look him in the eyes as they talked, saying that it was bad mannered and that he was a worm who had no right to talk to him so casually without eye contact.
“P-Poseidon watch it! Your gunna make me dr-”
“Stop calling me a child” Kojiro gulped at the gods tones, a chill running into his spine as he stared at the angered face that was normally stoic. Or in his presence, annoyed.
“Poseidon my grocery-guh!” The god shook him again to get his attention, bringing their faces together once more as he bared his teeth to show how serious he was.
“I don’t fucking care about your shit” Kojiro raised his brows at the gods language, it had been awhile since he had heard him swear like this, he was normally so well spoken “Stop implying I am a CHILD” Kojiro could feel himself start to sweat as he tried apoogising, smiling through the fear he felt at this moment in time.
“I-okay okay! I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it!” Kojiro quickly said, trying to distance himself from the god who wouldn't allow this, keeping his hold firm on the man. Kojiro swallowed again as he watches Poseidon's face his expression softening slightly as he mouth parted a bit, eyes lowering to his mouth. He waited for a few seconds, wondering if the god was going to release him or shout at him more.
“E-er, c-can you let go please?” Kojiro asked meekly, afraid that the god would rip his scarf. That seemed to snap Poseidon out of his thoughts as his eyes widened before roughly pushing the samurai away, causing him to fall on his back, his bags of groceries spilling around him.
4
“You still owe me for that you know” Kojiro mentioned, raising the porcelain tea cup to his mouth and sipping the bitter tea. “That had Hrists favourite chocolate in there and they went flying everywhere! I haven't managed to get another box for her ever since!” Referring to when Poseidon had pushed the samurai away from him all of a sudden, causing his shopping bags to fall with him to the ground and spill its contents.
Poseidon wrinkled his nose up, trying to suppress the memory of pulling the samurai close to him and pausing, refusing to believe that he enjoyed having the man close. “Hmph, what does it matter to me? Besides, you still ate them anyway”
Kojiro slumped his chair slightly, pouting at the comment. “O-only the ones that weren’t dirty”. Poseidon rolled his eyes, not wanting to see the swordsman pout as this caused a weird feeling in his stomach, and another part of his body.
5
Kojiro panted as he dashed through the gardens, ignoring the servants who were too slow to see what it was that was whining past him, a blue blur right behind him. One wrong move and he’d be caught, which was the last thing he wanted. He had a small argument with the god, Poseidon, talking slowly about Hrist in a way that didn’t sit right with Kojiro. Of course Kojiro tried to gently defend her honour, and when that wasn't working, he outright disagreed with the god. Poseidon didn't budge in his opinion, choosing to insult them both.
Kojiro pursed his lips, deciding to be petty and told the god to stop acting like a brat and grow up. His body froze as Poseidon stared at him furiously. Kojiro didn’t apologise, or rather, he didn’t have time. He sensed the gods next action so he did a 180 and legged it, choosing to jump out to the open balcony next to them and over the railings, which led him to the palace gardens.
He was too scared to turn around and look to see if Poseidon was still following him, not like he needed to, feeling the gods murderous glare in the back of his head as he continued running. He screamed apologies as he continued running for his life.
6
Poseidon smacked Kojiro’s bicep, the man in return recoiling his arm towards him while hissing in pain while he dipped his arm back into the hot spring.
“What the hell Poseidon?” He grumbled as he rubbed the sore spot, allowing the heat to soothe the pain. Poseidon didn’t look at him, instead choosing to close his eyes as he heard the water disrupt next to him and felt the Samurais thumb graze his naked back ever so slightly, knowing that Kojiro had draped his arms alongside the makeshift edge of the natural hot spring and had unintentionally touched him. He didn’t mind though, his mind drifting off to dangerous scenarios between the two as he murmured.
“You called me a kid”
7
Kojiro yawned, trying to stretch his body out in the bed in the guest room Poseidon had offered to him after a sudden thunderstorm occurred the previous night. He felt heavy weight on his left side however, groggily turning his head to view what it was. He narrowed his eyes and blinked to focus his vision, his mind struggling to comprehend the figure that was next to him.
Poseidon laid asleep next to him, a peaceful expression on his face as he laid next to the samurai in bed, his head not even on the pillow. Well, he was more sprawled across the swordsman’s body, his arm and leg draped over his body. Kojiro stared at the appendages over his body, still very tired and his mind cloudy. After a couple minutes of observing the blonde he dropped his head back onto his pillow, eyes slowly fluttering shut as he decided to sleep more.
This was probably a dream, his rough hand slowly stroking Poseidon’s softer one as he breathed he breathed gently. There was one way to check…
“Boy move over” he was met with a jab in his hip.
8
Kojiro gently rubbed Poseidons back and head as he laid curled in his god like bed, the blondes head in the his lap as he breathed heavy, his body hot to the touch despite being only in a pair of shorts. Poseidon scrunched his brows as another sharp pain attacked his head, clenching his hand that was gripping Kojiros jacket.
He had been like this for a few days, though it seemed it wasn’t as bad as it was yesterday. At least the blonde was conscious. Kojiro gently massaged his head, a low pleasing growl emitting from the sea god as he turned his head more into his lap and almost nuzzled his thigh.
He had roared at the man two days ago, threatening the human to leave his palace at once since he didn’t want him to see him in this weakened state. That didn’t stop Kojiro though, he was concerned about Poseidon’s health. So he pressed on, trying to calm the furious blonde, quickly rushing to his side and grabbing him before he fell to the floor and carried him to his room.
He hadn’t left the palace ever since, staying close to Posiedon to keep an eye on him and informing Proteus of the gods health. He didn’t want to jinx it, but it looked like he was getting better.
He lifted his hand from the tyrants back, a dangerous growl following immediately as Poseidon felt the rubbing on his back stop, though quickly silenced himself as he felt the back of Kojiros fingers grass his cheek near his ear. He turned his head towards the sensation, allowing the fingers to softly stroke his check, cracking his tired eyes open to stare into Kojiros soft ones.
Kojiro pursed his lips, studying the gods expression to determine how much strength had returned to him. He decided to chance it.
“There there, ya big baby” Poseidon merely groaned and turned his head back into Kojiros lap.
9
“Morning kiddo! What’s for breakfast?” Posiedon whipped his head round to glare at the shirtless samurai who had returned from his morning training, only to find him picking up their 5 year old daughter who squealed in delight and giggled. He turned back round, glad the man wasn’t taking to him like that.
“Daddyyy! Papa made pancakes!” She shouted excitedly as she pointed at Poseidon who flipped another’s pancake onto a plate and started on the next one. Kojiro raised his brows in surprise, normally he was against this since he didn’t want them eating to much sugar.
“Wha? Really?!” He over exaggerated, internally grinning as his daughters reaction. “He made them for us!?”
She nodded her head energetically as Kojiro carried her over to the blonde who still hadn’t turned around to greet him. He held her in his right arm as he snaked a arm around the gods waist, peeking over to watch the pancakes being made.
“Aww, thanks papa!” Kojiro said, leaning over to peck Poseidons cheek. The gods mouth tugged upwards into a small smile, enjoying the feeling of being pulled slightly towards his mate. He still carried on making the pancakes as he heard his daughter and Kojiro converse, feeling a thumb stroking his hip affectionately.
He used one hand to pick a fork up and spun it around to face his child, the girl quickly munching on it with a loud thanks before repeating the action for Kojiro, the man also doing the same. She was definitely his kid all right, quickly wiping off some syrup that was at the corner of Kojiro’s mouth, said man grinning at him. Poseidon smirked at him as he let his words out with a slight tease.
“That’s a good boy”