- euphoria.

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no one's point of view

drunk and dazed, his eyes followed the figure of the suspicious guy he had been observing for a while now. the drink was just another excuse but now he felt awfully tired, for some reason he couldn't fathom or indulge. He thought about the prophecy and laughed out loud, his voice echoed, disturbing the customers and leaving them annoyed.

out of curiosity, the man hurriedly walked out of the bar, and looked at the drunk man losing his sanity with every minute. he laughed at his careless behaviour and went out of the bar swiftly.

the god stood up clumsily and drunk, turned right to walk out of the club, and back to the castle. he was stopped by an arm wrapped around his waist, pushing him back to where he was sitting previously.

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Vincent's point of view

no matter how much I tried to free myself, his arms held me down. my eyelids opened halfway through and looked up to see who this person was. a god probably? I can feel the energy piercing through me, he is certainly a strong one. His body inched closer to me, blocking my view to the bar. he hovered over me and I have to admit, I was nervous, I was. I couldn't see his face clearly as the drink surely made it worse for me to see clearly. I ran my right hand through my hair and groaned, responding to this inconvenience.

"Amore, had too much drink hah? "

his voice echoed through my head, and it hit me, it was Ezekiel.

" idiot. " This was all I could mutter under my breath as the headache made it impossible for me to speak more.

but he's not the one right? he is not a god. he's not one. My head pained even more by just thinking about it. it can't be him. 

my mind was flogging with the thoughts I didn't want to accept, forget even ever admitting it. 

" I asked you a question, pretty boy. "

he was closer to me now, to the point that I could feel him all over me. he smelled of honey and chocolate. bet he would taste even better then.

okay, you didn't just hear that. I am drunk, I am just drunk. just drunk, drunk. that's all to it. 

His face, pale and clear, looked even more ethereal under half-dim light. his black curls charmingly resided on his forehead and I couldn't resist the temptation to ruffle it. my hand reached out to feel his soft, delicate hairs against my skin but his hand caught my wrist and held it almost so delicately. he stared right into my eyes, and his stare seemed to make me nervous as I couldn't maintain eye contact with him. he chuckled, amused and I must admit - that was extremely seductive.

"What a pity, my underworld god. you are such a sight for sore eyes but I must apologize, the gods held a very very uh prestigious and they want you there or shall I say. I need you there ? " he said, facing me. his smile turned into a cocky smirk noticing my tenseness. it took him a while to notice that his figure was still hovering over the poor guy, who couldn't even move and inc, still bewildered by finding him close to him. he pulled himself away before he could do something further and fixed his shirt, opening some of his buttons, feeling more comfortable now. I sat upright, keeping my distance from him. he smirked, noticing how I had been staring at him the whole time. embarrassed, I looked in different than in his though that seemed impossible at the moment.

"well, come on now. we need to go "

" Just leave me alone , eze. "

" or you'll do what, Mr. Vincent Hades? " he replied teasingly, tempting me to go on yet knowing that I couldn't do anything right now as I was drunk by the amount of drinks I had tonight. I cursed myself, blaming myself for this. I was quiet.

I don't know what to do if he didn't leave me alone. not that I wanted him to. said my other self to me, mind you and I mentally slapped it.

" as I thought. " he chuckled and picked me up, bridal carrying me. the people present in the hall didn't care at all, not that they would want to anyway, they had things to do anyway. my muscles at the sudden movement of him and I felt kind of, how to say this, well in a way, dominated.

vincent, what the fuck man. haven't you learned even the basic sense of a concept of something called " thinking straight. " in all of your thousands of years of lifespan? 

NO. 

I was being manhandled, if I put it simply.

my body wasn't even mine to control right now. Whatever attempts I made to restrain myself from his grip, he seemed to not be affected by it. I feel like he is an upper-level god, but primordialrdial and childreKronosronos are one of them, that includes me.

" vinent, mind if I put you to sleep? " my lips parted in protest but I fell asleep before I knew it.

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I gazed at the entrancing being in front of me, smiling slightly. I felt bad for putting him off to sleep but I needed to, I am sure he won't be able to heal on his own after having a poison extracted straight from Medusa's snakes, sorry. her hair I meant. the sleep would provide him with the energy he needs to heal completely and be on his feet again, hopefully. I am sure he would lunge at me with questions and curiosity must be eating him up from inside. It's been hours since he was dozing off and I just watched him sleep, a sense of comfort washing over me as I stared at him. His muscular figure moved slightly and his eyes blinked d few times before opening fully. I sat beside him, he stared at me in horror and shock as he found himself sleeping on my chest, my hands ruffling his red hairs as if they were mine to ruffle about.

maybe not right now, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙩.