I can't breath
The water seemed to close in around him, his own habitat felt like a place of torture to him.
He squirmed and writhed underneath the water, his tail propelling him upwards, his entire being wanting to get out of the hazardous water. The bubbles of the water gathered around him as he thrashed violently, his hands moving in a desperate attempt to bring him to the surface.
He was the dim light get brighter before finally he let out a loud gasp, a mixture of relief and panic.
He took deep, heavy breaths, his heavy racing and beating so violently, he thought it would jump out of his chest. He looked around the frantically, the dull gray sky, the dirty water filled with dump and toxic smells, the isolation.
He felt so alone and so scared, his eyes were wide and his heart was pounding as he turned around frantically, searching for a hint of life, or someone at least.
He wanted to scream but he couldn't, he wanted to yell for help, to call out…for him.
Neptune!!
The small crystals on the side of his head gleamed and the light reflected unto the water as he tried to use the mind link to contact him.
But no use
He was alone
He stayed in denial and kept trying, desperate to get through to him, his heart beat kept pounding in his chest, showing no signs of calming down.
NEPTUNE!!
A series of scared and shaky sobs fell from his lips, his body quivering in fear and anxiety.
The more futile the attempts, the louder the sobs, he felt the fear creep in and he grabbed his hair in frustration.
Neptune! Please!
Nothing.
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"Let us celebrate! A toast to my gorgeous bride"
A few weeks ago everything was normal, the grand palace was hosting a feast for all the nobles.
The king was in a festive mood, his spirits high, the clouds in the sky gray and the rain, cool trickles making the air cold and perfectly moist.
The nobles raised their cups high and cheered, drinking to the toast and celebrating the king.
The table was filled with different exotic meals, enough for them to eat their fill.
Some of them focused more on the wine, determined to celebrate and drink themselves to stupor.
The king indulged them for he too wanted to spend the night merry, he sat back down watching his guests enjoy themselves, occasionally listening in on some of the silly jokes they told.
He took a big gulp of the wine in his cup and let out a sound of satisfaction. He was relishing in the taste when a hand came up to his chest, tapping him slightly, soft touch and delicate fingers.
He turned to the boy sitting next to him, "what is it my love?" he asked in a loving tone, his voice gentle and soft.
The boy opened his mouth, gesturing that he wanted a taste of the wine too but Neptune knew better, 'baby you and I know that you will not like it, why do you still choose to torture yourself?" he was teasing him slightly.
But Nereus insisted, opening his mouth and waiting for the wine to be poured in.
Neptune chuckled, finding the action a bit endearing, he leaned down to kiss the lips of Nereus instead, leaving a small kiss on his bottom lip.
The boy still kept his mouth open, determined to have a taste of the wine and not waver in the seductive attempts of his lover.
"Oh come on Your Majesty, give the bride a taste" One of the Lords said holding out his cup with a wide grin.
Neptune looked at the Lord before letting out a loud and dramatic sigh. "Fine then", he turned back to his lover who had his mouth open the whole time, "just this one time".
He poured some of the red drink into Nereus' mouth, earning a cheer from some of the Lords, followed by a loud laugh.
Nereus swallowed heartily, enjoying the sweet taste, a small hum of satisfaction escaping him.
Neptune looked at his lover's lit up face, the joy from having something as simple as wine. He felt the love in his heart swell and he almost could not stop himself from taking him right there.
"You look ethereal tonight" He commented, taking Nereus' hand in his hand bringing the back of his palms up to his lips, planting a small kiss.
After the soft gesture, he let out a mischievous smirk and pulled him closer, in a slightly rough manner, making Nereus squeal in surprise and look up at him with widened eyes and a pout.
Neptune let out a deep chuckle, finding his reaction amusing, he wrapped his hands around the boy's small waist, pulling him closer if that was even possible. He leaned down, his lips brushing over Nereus' neck, planting a small kiss there.
The poor boy felt his cheeks flush. Neptune had always been known for public show of affection, he didn't care who was there or what they were doing. He always like to show off that he was in love and he had a flashy way of expressing it.
Both in a good way
And in an utterly terrifying way.
Neptune would have no problem kissing and hugging Nereus in public to show everyone what was his. But he also had no problem burning down cities for so much as making a bad remark about his lover.
Nereus was perfect in his eyes, a god that blessed his planet, a gift that should be worshiped. He felt grateful everyday he woke up with Nereus by his side.
Neptune trailed his lips from his lover's neck to his face, cupping his cheeks and looking intently into his eyes., his own eyes filled with endless love and adoration, "You are my blessings, I once thought the gods had abandoned me, but o, what a fool I was, I should have known they were simply taking their time to prepare the greatest gift for me. I beg them for forgiveness everyday, I plead with them to ignore my shortsightedness, I should never have doubted".
He planted another small kiss on Nereus' lips before continuing, "and then after I beg for their forgiveness, I thank them for making me the happiest man alive, for rewarding my years as king, for doing me good".
He planted another small kiss again, "And then after I do that, I thank you, for choosing me, for completing me, for being my other half, my fated mate, my heart, thank you Nereus".
Nereus was Neptune's peace and tranquil.
He was also his limits, his 'breaks'.
What fool thought it was a good idea to take him away?