disclosed desires.
@twpersephone
hades be lying if had said that he didn’t seem to dislike sitting in between the music vibrating near the edge of his ears to being consumed by the hot air of the disclosed club area which he dwelled at. it had made it incredibly difficult for him to find space when speaking to his employees and dealing with endless club goers. one of the reasons why he’d much rather stay in his office where it was quiet but even then, he couldn’t stop his endless desire to find what was his, which meant the man had to leave his temporary “happy place”. although without cerberus around, it made things more difficult for him to run things but no matter, he’d find him soon enough.
it’d be dark by the time he closes the entrance to the underworld, his club which wasn’t at all like the underworld from his own homeland, of course not due to all the dead souls that weren’t obviously present to annoy him with their whining. hearing the sound of the night sky was much more relaxing, surprisingly so. god of the underworld walking around on earth would be a hell of a story to tell, he thinks.
he’s triggered by the flowers when he glances towards his left but only left to be disappointed once they wilt. it was as if they detected his presence before him, although he wasn’t exactly the personification of death himself. then persephone would enter his thoughts almost automatically upon seeing those flowers which seemed strange seeing that roses and lilies were her most favorite and not daisies. not only he was upset about cerberus but now he had persephone to worry about after knowing how easily she got into trouble.
after viewing the flowers from the dull and poorly tended bushes, a small flower shop appears from the corner of his eye and hades had sworn that he felt his senses guiding them towards his long lost beloved just through the glass. her soft touch towards the freshly bloomed reminded him of the time he had first seen her. during that time, hades would boldly declare who his wife would be. hades would have given her such a long lecture as to why she shouldn’t leave after he planned on visiting but maybe that could be for another time. hades would quietly open the door to the flower shop, putting his hands in his suit pockets before leaning down towards the front desk. he gazes at her as if he wanted to admire the way she was tending the flowers, just until she manages to notice his presence.
