"Oh, I see." Jin looked at the rocks on the iron ring and then nodded as he heard the story, his eyes on Namjoon. He did love when he told stories, his husband really was a poet. "That is such a romantic story. I see why he is your favourite."

Of course, his Namjoon was a romantic. He knew that by now. "I wonder often how much truth there is to the stories, you know? With what has been happening lately... Already I've heard three different versions of what happened with Ten and the snake, Cheon and Yoongi and all of that."

It was fascinating. "Jimin-ah, remember to be respectful. Namjoon's Gods are Min Yoongi's too."