spring is here again | skz | minlix | greek mythology au

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'... and then I told him to keep his fingers off my body'

'Poor boy's probably traumatized'

'I think he liked being pushed against the wall'

Jisung cackled. 'God, you're too much'

Both of them sat in Persephone's garden on the soft green grass, talking and Jisung watching Felix making flower crowns.

The skeleton plucked a flower and gave it to Felix.

'To be honest, I didn't expect that tea to actually work'

'I was surprised, too. But dear Lord, now I know all of his secrets!'

'All of his secrets, fuck. And what are you gonna do with that knowledge?'

'Annoy him'

'You're a menace'

'I know'

The god grinned proudly.

'No but seriously' Jisung cleared their throat, looking away.

'What?'

'Do you really, seriously think he wants you? Like that, I mean'

Felix sighed.

'I don't know. The tea exaggerates like crazy. I don't wanna know what I'd dream if I drank it'

'Would you dream of me?' Jisung waggled their eyebrows.

'Surely not. Sorry, baby, but I'm primarily attracted to people with a face. And skin.'

'Pfft, bore'

Both chuckled.

'Who then?' Jisung asked.

'Well, look. The tea works by simply taking weird thoughts from your subconsciousness and influences around you and mingling them together. So I would probably see Minho as well'

'Shit, what? You for serious?'

'Yep. I mean, I don't have much other social contact lately and he is - objectively seen - quite attractive. So, yeah, probably'

''Objectively seen'?'

'Shut your face' Felix grinned.

'I thought I don't have one'

The god playfully threw flowers at them.

'Hey, I think you should drink the tea, just for fun and to see what happens'

'No way in hell, Jisung. I don't want to dream of Minho, really not.'

'Afraid you might like it?'

'No, geez. I don't wanna picture him like that'

'Picture him' the skeleton mocked.

Felix giggled, throwing more flowers.

'Lord, will you shut up?!'

The two started a halfhearted flower war, until after a few minutes Felix sobered up.

'Jisung?'

'Yeah'

'One other question'

'Shoot'

'Do you know who Hyunjin was?'

'What?'

'Hyunjin? Minho said his name under the influence of the tea'

'Oh, no, Minho, what are you doing' Jisung sadly shook their head.

'What is it? What happened?'

'Hyunjin was a mortal prince many centuries ago, beautiful, a soul of pure art. Minho helplessly fell in love with him. It was a tragedy'