He got rid of his arm. His arm was gone. He gulped hard and closed his eyes, trying to will Yoongi more power, trying to give him what Hobi had given Ten. A way to protect himself from people like Cheon. "You ... You can do it, Yoongi. Kill him! Rip him apart!"
Turning around, he properly looked at Cheon and even though it made his heart turn cold, he tried his best to stay brave and strong.
"Yoongi can save me. Yoongi always saves me." And that was what he just had to keep thinking. "Min Yoongi is stronger than any fighter this side of the world. He's the number one champion in our lands. He can kill anyone! Especially a coward like you."
Yoongi did think to himself that Ten might be overstating things a little, but he doubted it was the time for modesty, so he stayed firm and just waited for the right moment, whenever that would be. He wished there would be a clear sign, but maybe he had to create the right moment himself. This wasn't like it was in a story, just a dream and Ten was facing his nightmare. He took off running again and then sliced the sword first through the air and then through his body, cutting through his chest, trying to go for the heart.
It wasn't blood that came out of Cheon, but something so dark it couldn't even be called black any more. But he still fell to his knees and then Yoongi had time to go for one more blow, severing the head from the body.
Where he came from, taking the head meant something and perhaps it would mean something here too. He was panting, still not sure if it was really over, but he went down next to Cheon's slain body and reached for his head, picking it up by his hair so he could turn and hold it out to Ten, bowing his head.
"Is he gone, Ten?" He knew it was really up to him.
Ten was a bit shocked. He didn't know what to say. Was Cheon dead? Was he really, truly dead? He creeped forward in fear, crawling in the back ooze and not caring. Reaching up, he poked the head. He waited, curious, wondering what it'd do. Would it react? No. It didn't. It just hung there, dead and unseeing.
Dead. It was definitely dead. Cheon was dead. "You killed him."
"M-hm." Yoongi looked at the head and then at Ten, attempting a little bit of a smile. Maybe he was supposed to make a grand statement or give a speech, but he couldn't really think of one. "I hear I'm a good warrior."
A light joke might do instead. Perhaps not quite befitting the mood, but there it was. He looked at Cheon's head again, trying to memorise how he looked. He would slay the real one soon, if he had any say in how things would go. Looking back at Ten, he lowered his arm, setting the head down. It was heavy.
Ten got up, tentatively, holding his hand up and eyed the head. God, he wanted it to stay dead. "Come with me." He tugged Yoongi along silently as he approached the throne, standing in front of it. It was splattered with blood. His father had been impaled on it, a surprise attack. He never stood a chance. The blood almost discoloured the throne these days.
"I've never sat on it before." He thought he would have a chance. "Been fucked on it a lot."
Yoongi still held his sword in his right hand, but he held Ten with the other, letting himself be led. He looked at the throne, then at Ten. "It's yours, by rights."
Especially once he killed Cheon out there as well, which he fully intended to do very, very soon. "Do you still want to sit on it?" He wondered. There were still people alive in the kingdom, even if many of them were in hiding, having suffered huge losses. Just as Ten.
"He won't fuck you again. He won't hurt you again."
"I never wanted to be king. It was never an option so I always sort of just expected to never have to deal with it. To never rule. I don't think I want to rule." He considered the throne for a while before frowning and turning to Yoongi. "If you win... let Jin hyung have my kingdom. I know he'll treat it well and these days, he's well protected. He'll do just fine."
It seemed like a better way of being than Ten trying to do it. "I have my place, my love. With Hoseok." And he wanted to stay there. Turning, he looked at Yoongi. "I have power now. And with that power, I want to help you defeat Cheon myself."
"As you wish." Yoongi knew that would go over very well with his people, if everything went as planned. Namjoon freeing a kingdom from an evil oppressor and increasing his power and influence like that? Yes, if it went down like this, Namjoon would quickly change from the runt to the most powerful ruler among his brothers and he couldn't think of any better option, especially with Jin by his side.
"If you are certain that you can help, then we will be honoured to have you fight with us." If that was what Ten was proposing here.
"Then we will fight together. Man, me fighting. Who would have thought, huh?"
Ten smiled and looked at Yoongi, reaching out to gently stroke his face. "Who would have thought any of this? What might have been, huh? Well. I always did love you. I'm sorry it didn't end happily ever after but you'll find someone. We both will." With a soft smile, he leaned in and kissed Yoongi gently, taking his time to make the most out of their final kiss.
"Seems like you've already found someone." Yoongi looked at the sword he was still holding, with it's snake head on the hilt. It was stained with that darkness now, but it was still a beautiful weapon. Fitting for a dream and fitting for Ten. Yoongi caught Ten's eyes and then kissed back, sensing the finality in it. Not something that surprised him. He'd known that Ten was beyond his reach by now.
"What better way to wake up? I believe you have to go first."
After all, this hadn't really started until Ten had fallen asleep.
"I guess. You know, you should find another prince. Make him very happy."
The middle eye for him glowed for a while, he closed his eyes as he almost took in how it felt. Ah. Yes. "I think you have one at the ready anyway." He could almost see him. Oh. His Jiminie. Adorable. "You'll find someone soon."
"I've got my ways." Yoongi smiled a little. "How many of my lovers can turn into gods?" Hopefully that wouldn't become a question ever to be answered with a number higher than one. He watched Ten and then there was nothing to see any more, nothing to feel.
But Hoseok could pull Ten into his arms and into a gentle kiss, letting him wake up slowly. He smiled a little, running a thumb along the teardrop embedded in his forehead. So much lighter now than he'd ever seen it be before. He hoped that was a good sign. He gestured to Yoongi, who was still glowing faintly. "I see you've found yet more power within you, beloved."
Ten looked at Hobi, smiling softly, eyes half open. Then he closed his eyes and curled into Hobi. "Do I have to get up? He'd dead. It's safe." So did it matter about whether or not he got up? He wanted to be lazy again. Curling up against Hobi, he closed his eyes and nuzzled close. He loved him, he truly did. "Thanks, Hyung. Thanks, Yoongi-- Oh, is he okay?"
"I'll bring him back." Hoseok looked at Yoongi, whose sleep hadn't exactly been natural. "Once I pull the poison out of him, he will be fine. A bit tired, perhaps. Tomorrow might not be a good day to fight for him. It's almost dawn already, you two took a long time."
He thought as he looked at the warrior, running a hand through Ten's hair. "I'll make sure there's too much fog tomorrow for anyone to consider going into battle. But I should bring him back. I believe I terrified his people just a little when I took him."
It had been funny, honestly, but that might just be his opinion.
"Then, when I return, you have to tell me everything. You should go sleep for now. You won't be alone."
Of course, not with the snakes around. "Go lie somewhere more comfortable. I'll find you."
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Turning around, he properly looked at Cheon and even though it made his heart turn cold, he tried his best to stay brave and strong.
"Yoongi can save me. Yoongi always saves me." And that was what he just had to keep thinking. "Min Yoongi is stronger than any fighter this side of the world. He's the number one champion in our lands. He can kill anyone! Especially a coward like you."
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It wasn't blood that came out of Cheon, but something so dark it couldn't even be called black any more. But he still fell to his knees and then Yoongi had time to go for one more blow, severing the head from the body.
Where he came from, taking the head meant something and perhaps it would mean something here too. He was panting, still not sure if it was really over, but he went down next to Cheon's slain body and reached for his head, picking it up by his hair so he could turn and hold it out to Ten, bowing his head.
"Is he gone, Ten?" He knew it was really up to him.
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Ten was a bit shocked. He didn't know what to say. Was Cheon dead? Was he really, truly dead? He creeped forward in fear, crawling in the back ooze and not caring. Reaching up, he poked the head. He waited, curious, wondering what it'd do. Would it react? No. It didn't. It just hung there, dead and unseeing.
Dead. It was definitely dead. Cheon was dead. "You killed him."
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A light joke might do instead. Perhaps not quite befitting the mood, but there it was. He looked at Cheon's head again, trying to memorise how he looked. He would slay the real one soon, if he had any say in how things would go. Looking back at Ten, he lowered his arm, setting the head down. It was heavy.
"Show me the throne room, Ten?"
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"I've never sat on it before." He thought he would have a chance. "Been fucked on it a lot."
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Especially once he killed Cheon out there as well, which he fully intended to do very, very soon. "Do you still want to sit on it?" He wondered. There were still people alive in the kingdom, even if many of them were in hiding, having suffered huge losses. Just as Ten.
"He won't fuck you again. He won't hurt you again."
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It seemed like a better way of being than Ten trying to do it. "I have my place, my love. With Hoseok." And he wanted to stay there. Turning, he looked at Yoongi. "I have power now. And with that power, I want to help you defeat Cheon myself."
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"If you are certain that you can help, then we will be honoured to have you fight with us." If that was what Ten was proposing here.
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Ten smiled and looked at Yoongi, reaching out to gently stroke his face. "Who would have thought any of this? What might have been, huh? Well. I always did love you. I'm sorry it didn't end happily ever after but you'll find someone. We both will." With a soft smile, he leaned in and kissed Yoongi gently, taking his time to make the most out of their final kiss.
"It's time for us to wake up, love."
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"What better way to wake up? I believe you have to go first."
After all, this hadn't really started until Ten had fallen asleep.
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The middle eye for him glowed for a while, he closed his eyes as he almost took in how it felt. Ah. Yes. "I think you have one at the ready anyway." He could almost see him. Oh. His Jiminie. Adorable. "You'll find someone soon."
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But Hoseok could pull Ten into his arms and into a gentle kiss, letting him wake up slowly. He smiled a little, running a thumb along the teardrop embedded in his forehead. So much lighter now than he'd ever seen it be before. He hoped that was a good sign. He gestured to Yoongi, who was still glowing faintly. "I see you've found yet more power within you, beloved."
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Ten looked at Hobi, smiling softly, eyes half open. Then he closed his eyes and curled into Hobi. "Do I have to get up? He'd dead. It's safe." So did it matter about whether or not he got up? He wanted to be lazy again. Curling up against Hobi, he closed his eyes and nuzzled close. He loved him, he truly did. "Thanks, Hyung. Thanks, Yoongi-- Oh, is he okay?"
Ten opened his eyes and peered over.
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He thought as he looked at the warrior, running a hand through Ten's hair. "I'll make sure there's too much fog tomorrow for anyone to consider going into battle. But I should bring him back. I believe I terrified his people just a little when I took him."
It had been funny, honestly, but that might just be his opinion.
"Then, when I return, you have to tell me everything. You should go sleep for now. You won't be alone."
Of course, not with the snakes around. "Go lie somewhere more comfortable. I'll find you."