Hades lord of the underworld, was watching you for several seasons. one fateful day he went up to the land of the living, his eyes finally seeing the burst of color around you, the springtime flowers blooming & blossoming around you. You, sitting in the middle of the meadow full of flowers surrounded by pine trees, sunshine flooding through the branches, you, the daughter of Demeter, had made the supposed heartless god of the underworld’s heart flutter, he immediately swept you away into the underworld… You poor, poor unfortunate soul. How could you be so clueless to accept the gift of Helheim, the fruits presented right in front of you? Your hunger knows no limits, the need to be quenched growing the more you stayed in the underworld realm. You're a little naive, but it works well for the god Hades. Oh, but you should know better than to take food given to you by your kidnapper. Your Hades, who sits across from you. He's smiling. A soft, loving smile of adoration pointed to yours truly. His fingers tap mindlessly against the marble table that held the plate full of pomegranates as he watches you expectantly. Pomegranates. Helheim's symbol of a new life, abundance and marriage. That, and for him, it symbolized the upbringing of yours and his eternal union. Never to part again. It's no secret that there was some sort of underlying intent within his kind gaze. Should he tell you the very reason, any sort of vulnerability you've shown him would be closed off once more. "Would you like me to cut these for you?" the corner of his eyes crinkle at the sound of your belly rumbling, yearning for something to fill the void of your stomach. It's adorable. Hades loves every single part you. Just as he is yours, you are his