modern greek mythology

Hair only. "

Kronos also touched "his" hair: "Indeed, his hair was very thick when he was born..."

"Really?" Hermes asked tentatively, "Is he your first child?"

"yes……"

"Looks like you?"

"yes……"

"How did you feel when you saw your child was born?"

Kronos gave him a cold look, and Hermes knew that he had asked too much, so he quickly lowered his head.

But it was too late, Kronos still pulled him from behind, pulled him into his arms, and squeezed his chin hard.

"Hades has disappeared, understand! Don't mention him again!"

"Yes... I understand..." Hermes quickly agreed, "I'll go...to prepare you a change of clothes?"

Kronos was silent for a while before letting him go: "Go."

Hermes ran away quickly, lest he get upset and make fun of himself.

Kronos sat there, facing himself in the mirror alone.

With a wave of his hand, he smashed the mirror to pieces.

He didn't want to lose his temper. Recently, his mood has stabilized a lot.

The purpose is to make the little guy next to him stop being afraid of him, and stop shrinking in the corner all the time.

The effect is still there. Recently, he doesn't seem to be reluctant to do things for himself because he has received an order.

He will take the initiative to care about himself. When he is depressed, he will tell bad jokes. When he needs to think calmly, he will give himself a cigarette at the right time...

Their life is no longer hard, it seems that there is tenderness, flowing slowly like a trickle.

However, Kronos was still suspicious, he was not treating himself well, he just regarded himself as Hades!

Hades was like a dark cloud, and when his mood became a little brighter, the dark cloud floated over, oppressing his mood.

Immediately afterwards, a turbulent sea was set off in my heart, and my temper became lightning and thunder, catching Hermes one after another with the wind and rain...

After he finished venting, looking back, the relationship between the two of them was back to the original point.

Hermes' eyes were full of fear, and he couldn't understand why it was cloudy and clear for a while.

Even he himself couldn't understand why he became impulsive and irritable because of these trivial things?

What is it that is provoking his nerves?

What is he longing for, what is he afraid of...

I just want that person to treat me sincerely, what he says is for himself, and what he does is for himself... that's all.

How much of what he said was true or false?

Was the person he was looking at, Hades, or himself?

In the middle of the night, Hermes fell into a drowsy sleep, but was suddenly woken up by a pair of hands next to him.

Hermes opened his eyes dimly: "My lord, do you have any orders?"

The man next to the pillow suddenly stretched out his arms, hugged him tightly, and whispered in his ear with a low and gentle voice, "Hermes, it's me."

This sudden action completely woke up the half-asleep Hermes.

"King, what's wrong with you..."

"Hermes, it's me." The same voice repeated, "I'm Hades."

Such a voice, such a move, only Hades can do it...

Hermes was agitated for a while, but after a while, he calmed down again.

He broke away from Hades' arms and looked at him in disbelief: "Hades...is it really you?"

"It's me!" Hades looked very excited, "I escaped from the depths of the ground while Kronos fell asleep, and regained this body!"

"Oh, really……"

"Hermes, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

Hades wanted to hug Hermes again, but he blocked him: "Don't do this, Hades."

"What's the matter, don't you miss me?"

"Sorry, Hades." Hermes said coldly, "As you can see on this bed now, I have already betrayed you."

"I know, you were forced, I can forgive you."

"No, it's not all..." Hermes avoided Hades' questioning eyes, "Maybe he wasn't happy at first, but he got used to it and accepted it."

Hardist suddenly fell into an ice cellar, and roared at Hermes: "How could this happen... Have you forgotten our original oath! We agreed to share weal and woe, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye!"

"But you also said that you would always protect me from harm!" Hermes roared sadly, tears streaming down his face, "but reality? When I was bullied by Kronos , I really want you to save me, but where did you go? You lost the battle, you lost your body, and you have to implicate me to suffer together... What qualifications does a man who can't even protect his lover have? Say love!"

"I know I'm sorry for you, let's start from the beginning..."

"No, no more." Hermes flatly refused, wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'm sorry, Hades, I need to survive. It's safest to stay with Kronos. If you If you can defeat him, you don’t have to wait until he’s asleep. Please don’t bother me anymore, let me live in peace, if you still love me.”

Hades hugged Hermes' shoulder and questioned: "Are you really so ruthless? It doesn't matter even if I disappear?!"

"Since you have already escaped, please escape to a further place. If Kronos wakes up and catches you, then you will really disappear." Hermes said indifferently He replied: "Hades, this is my last advice as an old lover."

Hermes' words broke Hades' heart: "I hate you..."

Hermes was indifferent: "Farewell, Hades."

Then she turned around and slept with him on her back and went back to the original place.

The people around him didn't move, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Hermes' heart began to pound.

Damn, it's so dangerous, I almost got caught!

However, after living with Hades for 500 years, how could he not understand his temper?

Hades, their family, never shouted at him, and would never wake him up when he was sleeping, even if the world was falling apart...

Hermes remembered that once, Zeus was waiting for him to preside over a grand ceremony, but he overslept.

Zeus sent several envoys to invite him, but Hades refused them all.

The reason is that his lover is sleeping.

As a result, the gods in the entire heaven were waiting for him to wake up.

Although anxious and angry afterwards, Hades still insisted that he was right.

"As long as I'm here, no one can wake you up from your sleep."

These words have always warmed me.

Cronus, you don't know your son at all!

I wonder if you will trust me after going through this temptation?

The next day, Hermes woke up in a daze, with dark circles under his eyes.

Kronos smiled when he saw it.

"Why, didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Well, I had a strange dream last night, which troubled me all night."

Kronos reached out and stroked the short brown hair, as if comforting a frustrated puppy.

"It's okay, you don't have to do anything today, just sleep."

Hermes raised his head and asked in surprise, "Really?"

Kronos nodded, with rare tenderness in his eyes: "I'll sleep with you in my arms, and no one will bother you anymore."

Hermes was lying in his arms, still thinking about the dream from last night.

Kronos lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead: "Sleep."

Hermes closed his eyes, and finally felt relieved, it seemed that he finally trusted himself.

However, I felt something was wrong, he hugged her too tightly...

kiss

After experiencing that thrilling temptation, Kronos seemed to feel more at ease with Hermes, and his temperament became gentler, and he seldom yelled at him anymore.

And the careful Hermes felt that the changes in Kronos were far more than that.

When walking, they no longer tandem with each other like before, but often walked side by side, and sometimes put their arms around him, which frightened Hermes.

And there are those kisses that will come to me at any time...

Sometimes when he was talking, he pinched his chin for no reason, raised his head forcibly, and gave him a hard kiss...

Sometimes still in a dream, in the mist, I just feel that my breathing is blocked by something, and my lips and tongue are intertwined tenderly until I wake myself up with a kiss...

Sometimes he was just working, and suddenly a pair of big hands hugged him from behind, and when he came back to his senses, his lips had been taken away...

This kind of thing happened more and more frequently, passionate, intense, lingering...

The kiss made Hermes breathless, and his lips were moist all day long.

These inexplicable kisses made him suspicious. After Kronos wanted to finish him before, he threw him aside.

The role of myself by his side is just a tool to relieve boredom and vent.

But now it is very different, not only the voice of speaking has become softer, and the small movements of touching oneself have increased, even when going to bed, they are also very concerned about their own feelings...

What do these changes mean, and why do they seem like... lovers?

"puff……"

Thinking of this, Hermes, who was drinking water, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water.

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