After Pluto snatches the marriage successfully

Narcissus wanted to see Eros, but Eros refused to show up.

Hypnos weaves three dreams in a row. Narcissus falls into the dream repeatedly and wakes up from the dream again. He becomes exhausted in dreaming and waking up, but he never meets Eros.

"No."

Narcissus slowly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"There is no such dream, and there is no trace of Eros."

He clenched his fists, his knuckles tensed.

The rest of the gods of Hades are already busy, and they share the work of Hypnos so that the god of sleep can continue to create dreams.Seeing his pale face, Hypnos couldn't bear it, but he still asked him, "Do you want to continue?"

He has no right to interfere with the queen's decision.

He clearly knew that Narcissus was not as rational as he appeared at this time, no one could persuade him with words, he would only adopt his own decision.

Hearing this, Narcissus was slightly startled, then shook his head: "No need."

His voice lowered, as if sighing: "No need."

Hypnos felt uncomfortable seeing him like this.But I heard Narcissus say: "Since Love|Eros doesn't want me to go to him, then wait for him to come to me. I have to raise my energy so that I can take back Hades."

He seemed pretty sure that Love|Cross would come to him.

Hypnos didn't quite understand.

Narcissus looked at him, showing the first smile of Pluto after he fell into a deep sleep: "Thank you, Hypnos. You have used a lot of divine power, take a good rest, or Hades will blame me when he wakes up. How could he oppress his subordinates like this?"

He seemed to want to make a joke and lighten the atmosphere, but the smile was so fleeting that he didn't feel happy himself.

Hypnos sighed, and only said: "You too."

Narcissus didn't look at him again, sat down on the bed and held Hades' hand.

Hades' fingers were still warm, and his breathing was steady, as if he was asleep, still asleep.

Narcissus believed that Eros would come to him, and perhaps that wicked god was watching them in the Temple of Sleep at this moment, wanting to get the feedback he wanted from him.From the information given by Hypnos, it was not difficult for Narcissus to piece together what Eros wanted—he was still for that tear.If Hades couldn't give it to him, he would probably find him, otherwise what he did would be meaningless.

As for now, is he waiting for his patience to run out?

Was he secretly admiring his restlessness?

Narcissus lowered his eyes and looked at his sleeping partner. He must be patient and not anxious.

Hades needs his help, he must be his support.

Time passed quietly, and finally, Narcissus smelled a faint scent of roses, and then he was pulled into the illusion of Eros.

The familiar place is their bedroom.

Narcissus opened his eyes, but before he could find Eros, the hand hanging by the bed was caught.A light kiss landed on his fingers, his eyes moved up, and met a pair of deep black eyes.

Is it Hades?

Or phantom?

Narcissus couldn't tell for a moment.

It's so similar, those slightly stretched eyebrows, the dark eyes under those eyebrows, the deep love in those eyes, and the strength of holding his hand, the hot lips on his skin and the warmth of lips and hands. The intimacy that dawdled together was as close as Hades would have given him.

The illusion last time was not so real.

No, this shouldn't be Eros' illusion.

So where is this?

Before Narcissus could think about it carefully, Hades' voice sounded: "Good morning, my Narcissus. I have something to tell you."

The sound of his words interrupted Narcissus's thoughts, and Narcissus looked at him suspiciously, in return for which he leaned forward and planted a kiss on his eyes.Narcissus closed his eyes almost subconsciously, his eyelashes trembled slightly, scratching Hades' lips.

Fortunately, Hades is not as ticklish as he is.

Narcissus couldn't figure out why he was in such a situation, but he could tell that the person in front of him was his partner.Hades wouldn't hurt him.So he followed the words of the black-haired male god and said, "What's the news? You speak well, why did you come over all of a sudden!"

Hades withdrew back, still looking into his eyes with admiration.

"You have beautiful eyes. Don't look at me like that, I can't help but want to kiss you again."

Narcissus couldn't help but sniffed at the familiar love words.

Hades touched his cheek: "Be happy, Narcissus, the stone hanging over our hearts has finally fallen to the ground, you should smile."

"What?" Narcissus asked, but he had a premonition in his heart.

Hades looked at him with gentle eyes: "From now on, my Narcissus no longer needs to confirm to me what will happen to us after the golden arrow's divine power is released. Because, the divine power has been released this morning, and I—— still Love you."

Divine power lifted.

And I still love you.

The direction that is not the same as the reality is the expectation of Narcissus, and it is also the most perfect ending that Hades hides in his heart.

Narcissus seemed to understand something.

Eros did pull him into the illusion, but the owner of the illusion is not the hateful E|Eros, but Hades, the king of the underworld, who is lying on the bed of the sleeping god.

This is Hades' fantasy, the thing he most wants to change.

The moment this thought surfaced, Narcissus felt his eye sockets heat up.

Really bad.

His nose also became sour, as if there were ants tickling it.

My heart was clenched, and my chest became stuffy.

This feeling is just... so bad.

Narcissus threw himself into his partner's arms, and rubbed his nose against Hades' clothes to relieve the soreness and prevent himself from shedding futile tears.

No tears, no tears.

Hades wanted him to smile, and he should.

"Hades, I'm happy, I'm really happy."

Obviously happy, happy from the bottom of his heart, but the moisture in his eyes is getting thicker and thicker.

--It's bad.

"I love you too."

Narcissus felt that his vision had become a little blurred, like a faint mist in the mountains and forests of Enna before the rain.Hades' embrace obviously didn't have the effect of stopping tears, but made his heart soften even more.He put his hands on the bed instead, and looked up at his partner—at this moment, the decoration of Hades' bedroom gradually faded.He was still on the bed, but it was replaced by the small wooden bed in Enna's wooden house.

Narcissus was a little dazed, and before he could react, Hades' big hand stroked his cheek.

"Narcissus, be good, lie down, and I'll help you cool down."

A very familiar saying.

In Enner's cabin, he once grabbed Hades by the shoulders, pulled him down on the bed, and asked him to kiss him to cool him down.

That time, Hades rejected him, rejected the loveless union.

Yet in the illusion, he wished... that he could satisfy him.

This is the illusion of Hades, even in deep sleep, he always thinks of him.

The two locations and the two incidents are all to make up for the shortcomings and give him a fulfillment.

How good his Hades should be.

Even if Eros took away his love, he still wanted to give him a fulfillment from the bottom of his heart.

"Smile, Narcissus."

Hades' voice sounded like a sigh, and his kiss fell on Narcissus' eyes again.

Narcissus didn't close his eyes, he watched the lips close to his, kissing his eyes.His gaze was right and wrong, and he couldn't bear to move away from Hades' ever-enlarging handsome face.The tears in his eyes seemed to be kissed out, and he had no time to remind himself to be patient.He only had Hades' affectionate eyes in his eyes, and only his deep voice could be heard in his ears.

"It's been a long time since I saw you smile sincerely..."

rustling.

It seemed to be the sound of snow falling.

The illusion seemed to coincide with reality at this moment, Hades said, he hadn't seen him smile sincerely for a long time.

Narcissus just showed him a smile.

His eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the corners of his mouth are raised, all of which are happy arcs.

rustling.

It was the sound of tears falling.

Like pearls with broken strings, they scattered all over the ground, and his tears fell on Hades' palm.

"Why are you crying?"

Narcissus' eyes were blurred. When he cried, he didn't make a sound, just sobbed, but the tears fell in big and big ones.The fog was so thick that he couldn't see his lover clearly, but he could hear the voice of Hades, flustered for the first time.

When he cried, he panicked.

It's not the first time either.His partner did so many stupid things for him.

Just do stupid things for him.

The big hand wiped his tears for him, and was grabbed by him, and the low sob finally turned into a loud cry.

Narcissus never knew that he had so many tears.He held Hades's hand in his arms, together with his whole body: "Hades, I don't want to cry, I'm happy, really, I'm happy, I love you, thank you."

Tears soaked Hades' left shoulder, and Hades hugged his weeping partner deeply.

He patted his back gently, coaxing in a low voice: "Well, I know, you are happy, don't cry, eh? Don't cry, Narcissus. I love you too, don't say thank you to me, I will love you forever."

He said, gently kissing Narcissus' temple hair.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

It's salty, slightly astringent, but a little sweet.

Eros finally got what he wanted.

There are lover's tears.

Not a drop, but many, many.

The god with golden wings was rarely stunned, and did not show a smile of success.He folded his wings, and for the first time did not stand high in the sky in the illusion, but stepped on the ground, quietly looking at the two male gods who were embracing and crying.At that moment, he faintly had some doubts—is his bad taste too much for this pair of gods who love each other?

As the god in charge of love, he never believed in love.Before he was born, he heard the voice of Chaos in the void of chaos telling him-love|desire is reproduction.So even without him, Gaia and Tartarus will combine to give birth to Typhon; Nyx and Erebus will also give birth to many offspring, expanding the God Realm.

Love|desire, just for reproduction?

Eros feels that such a mission is like cloud and cloud will meet eventually, without any meaning.

He doesn't believe in love, so he is forced to sleep.

Tens of thousands of years later, he woke up again.How boring, even though the world of gods is strong and the world is prosperous, he finds that both gods and humans are the same... They worship the god of love and believe in the god of marriage, but they keep stepping over the fence of love to pick the forbidden fruit outside the fence.

Love is such a dirty thing, what's so rare?

He used to be so contemptuous, throwing love arrows, and let the little Cupid play with the feelings of the world for him; and out of doubts, he interfered in every possible way with the love between Narcissus and Hades.However, the two male gods never gave up on each other.They told him with facts: love can also be unswerving, and it is going to each other.

Love is the most precious treasure.

so good.

Eros looked at them, as if looking further away.

He finally found the answer he was looking for.

His pranks—should stop here.

The budding rose finally opened, Eros lowered his golden eyelids, and blew lightly on the rose, a crimson love flew out of it, flying towards Hades' chest.The hot love burned in his heart again, plop plop plop, it was his heart that was beating for Narcissus.

If Hades felt something, he hugged the male god in his arms even tighter.

The faint fragrance of roses hit, the illusion was shattered, and the two male gods returned to reality.

"Hades—!"

In a panic, Narcissus looked down, facing Hades' slowly opening eyes.

So affectionate, so gentle.

His Hades finally came back.

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