"No but good luck convincing your brother. He has a bag of heads ready to show off." Jungkook was very much of their culture and his romantic gestures were different from other people's romantic gestures. He smiled in amusement as Siwoo responded to him circling the spoon by following his every move with his head. Kinda funny.
"We'll see what Jin thinks of Siwoo before we decide anything." That was his final word on this. Though he doubted his bae was going to reject a tiny child.
"I fear as much. I planned on talking to him before the battle, but..." Well, stuff happened. "I wonder if there's a way to turn it into a gesture Taehyung would appreciate somehow... At least he knows more about our customs than Jin."
And it wasn't as if Jungkook could write him a poem instead the way Namjoon was probably doing. "They prefer small gestures. Simple and beautiful. And they really like things to not bleed."
Seemed fairly simple, yet it could obviously go very wrong.
"What if he just gave Tae the sword he cut the heads off with and we convince him to discuss minimal beheading?" Seemed smart. He looked at the bowl, all the rice was gone and Siwoo was already fidgeting, climbing up Yoongi and trying to squirm over his shoulder to look behind him to where eomma had been last.
Namjoon called out to one of his men to go and find clothes because honestly, Siwoo really shouldn't be in those dirty clothes much longer. "We'll have to give him a bath."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You have to give him a bath. I have to, you know..." Well, sleep, mostly. He was tired, he had had a very busy few days and nights. "...pray. Devoted to my god and all that."
To be fair, he had fought Cheon in his dreams originally, so. "I've killed the same man twice, I have a lot of praying to catch up on."
Yoongi tried to hand the squirming child over to Namjoon. "We need to discuss who'll be honoured for this war. Obviously Jungkook has earned it, but there are a few names."
"What? No! What if I accidentally drown him? Or I mess up?" Namjoon panicked but Siwoo didn't notice, he was being moved around and he whined, annoyed by it and easily moving away from the person causing his discomfort. He clambered into Namjoon's lap and the king huffed, awkwardly holding him and stroking his back up and down.
"We should be a team, you ass." Namjoon winced as Siwoo stood on his thighs, stomping a little on his poor legs, Damn kids. "Hey, Siwoo, you want a bath with me or hyung?"
"See? Appa wins out. You be a team with Jin-nim, that's what you married him for." Even though obviously Jin wasn't here right now. Yoongi got up with a smirk, thinking on it. "I'll send one of the men to help you, a lot of them have kids."
He was sure some of them had some expertise that should be helpful. Yoongi turned and walked off, heading in the direction he suspected Jungkook to be. When he found him, he put a hand on his shoulder, lowering his voice so only he could hear him. "Have you eaten yet?"
No matter his age, he still wanted to take care of his brother.
"Yep. I already ate, hyung." Jungkook looked over to where Namjoon was holding a child and raised an eyebrow, he'd been watching from a distance every now and again but he didn't want to interrupt. Or pry. He just let it be. As he often did. Jungkook could be awfully chill sometimes.
"You should go sleep, hyung. You've had a really long day."
"You have a child, right?" Yoongi called out to one of the men, nodding when he got an affirmation. "Go help our king, he needs to take care of a little one. Make sure he doesn't drop him."
He watched the man walk off and then turned his attention to Jungkook again. "I will. Just sorting everything out."
There was usually a lot to keep in mind. "Jungkookie, what present do you have for your Taehyung?"
"My spoils of war." Jungkook remarked enigmatically. He didn't want to be judged by his brother and Namjoon had told him it wasn't a good idea but how else would Tae know what a strong and good provider he was if he didn't gift him the heads of his enemies. Of course, he knew Tae was gentle so he thought it over. He had another gift too. "I got him a pretty pebble too."
He liked pretty things and it was kind of shiny in the light. So that lucky boy was getting a pebble and some heads!
"...good." Well, at least he could trust Taehyung to be diplomatic about it. He was just glad Jungkook wasn't trying to woo someone like Jimin, he suspected that would go significantly worse. "They like shiny things. Simple but beautiful."
Only Ten and, of course, Jimin himself knew that he was wooing the prince so far, unless Jimin had shared it with anyone. Yoongi saw no need to, but he did want to help Jungkook out. "Perhaps you could use the pebble to craft something that he could wear. Like a necklace or an earring. You know, something beautiful, like what Taehyung gave Namjoon to gift to Jin-nim on their wedding day."
"Maybe. I'm thinking about it. I'll show him my very best, hyung." Jungkook looked up at Yoongi, still somewhat dirty from battle and looking clearly weary. He sighed and gestured over at Yoongi's tent. "Stop worrying about everyone else in the world and worry about yourself. You've been through a lot. Go lie down and chill out."
He heard the baby wailing in the distance, unsure if it was happy or sad wails. "I imagine there won't be a lot of peace on the trek back home." Not with that noise.
"He's a good kid. He will be quiet most of the time." Well, he was hoping. He sounded more excited than upset and he was pretty sure being rocked on a horse the way they naturally moved, he'd just fall asleep. Yoongi frowned, thinking as he looked around. War, of course. This entire country was war-torn.
He wondered how Ten felt about it. Rubbing the inside of his arm, he spoke slowly. "I might take a different way home."
Someone had to help these people and he felt it should be Ten, with all his divinity. But maybe there had to be belief first. If these people, his people, worshipped him, than maybe he could help them find their strength again, just as Ten had found his.
"Going to go find Ten?" Well, it was obvious, he knew his brother. "He disappeared after you killed Cheon." Ten had suffered a lot, he really hoped he would channel his pain into something positive - to make this place better. Jungkook worried too. He didn't want it to get any worse. It was their kingdom now.
"Be safe, please? I don't like travelling without you. Feels weird."
"You are the commander, Jungkook. You'll travel many places without me. But I'm always with you." Yoongi smiled a little, putting a hand on Jungkook's chest above his heart. His little brother. It was still strange to think that he was a man now. Battle-proven. "You've won high honours in this war. You're bringing honour to our parents."
He was sure they would be very glad to hear about it. "I will be safe. I just want to make sure a temple will be built for him somewhere. Then maybe he can keep this land safe, because I know he wants to. He'll become a peaceful god, if that is what the people need."
"You're a good guy, hyung. The way you killed Cheon was so cool." He hadn't had a chance to say it yet so he said it now, grinning widely. "I'll make sure to get the king back safe while you stay here. Come home soon though or I'll come back for you. Yeah? And that'll be really annoying. Walking is so boring."
Seeing stuff was dull. Urgh. Exploring. "Make our family proud, hyung."
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"We'll see what Jin thinks of Siwoo before we decide anything." That was his final word on this. Though he doubted his bae was going to reject a tiny child.
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And it wasn't as if Jungkook could write him a poem instead the way Namjoon was probably doing. "They prefer small gestures. Simple and beautiful. And they really like things to not bleed."
Seemed fairly simple, yet it could obviously go very wrong.
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Namjoon called out to one of his men to go and find clothes because honestly, Siwoo really shouldn't be in those dirty clothes much longer. "We'll have to give him a bath."
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To be fair, he had fought Cheon in his dreams originally, so. "I've killed the same man twice, I have a lot of praying to catch up on."
Yoongi tried to hand the squirming child over to Namjoon. "We need to discuss who'll be honoured for this war. Obviously Jungkook has earned it, but there are a few names."
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"We should be a team, you ass." Namjoon winced as Siwoo stood on his thighs, stomping a little on his poor legs, Damn kids. "Hey, Siwoo, you want a bath with me or hyung?"
"Appa, appa, appa."
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He was sure some of them had some expertise that should be helpful. Yoongi turned and walked off, heading in the direction he suspected Jungkook to be. When he found him, he put a hand on his shoulder, lowering his voice so only he could hear him. "Have you eaten yet?"
No matter his age, he still wanted to take care of his brother.
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"You should go sleep, hyung. You've had a really long day."
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He watched the man walk off and then turned his attention to Jungkook again. "I will. Just sorting everything out."
There was usually a lot to keep in mind. "Jungkookie, what present do you have for your Taehyung?"
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He liked pretty things and it was kind of shiny in the light. So that lucky boy was getting a pebble and some heads!
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Only Ten and, of course, Jimin himself knew that he was wooing the prince so far, unless Jimin had shared it with anyone. Yoongi saw no need to, but he did want to help Jungkook out. "Perhaps you could use the pebble to craft something that he could wear. Like a necklace or an earring. You know, something beautiful, like what Taehyung gave Namjoon to gift to Jin-nim on their wedding day."
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He heard the baby wailing in the distance, unsure if it was happy or sad wails. "I imagine there won't be a lot of peace on the trek back home." Not with that noise.
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He wondered how Ten felt about it. Rubbing the inside of his arm, he spoke slowly. "I might take a different way home."
Someone had to help these people and he felt it should be Ten, with all his divinity. But maybe there had to be belief first. If these people, his people, worshipped him, than maybe he could help them find their strength again, just as Ten had found his.
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"Be safe, please? I don't like travelling without you. Feels weird."
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He was sure they would be very glad to hear about it. "I will be safe. I just want to make sure a temple will be built for him somewhere. Then maybe he can keep this land safe, because I know he wants to. He'll become a peaceful god, if that is what the people need."
He didn't want Ten to be so torn up any longer.
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Seeing stuff was dull. Urgh. Exploring. "Make our family proud, hyung."