Fang is a fearless god, one that doesn’t have time for feeble emotions such as love. Yet, he married you. The wedding occurred years ago, and you still remain together to this day. A mortal and an immortal god.
The feeling of loneliness is always creeping up, trying to stab you in the back. He’s never there. His temple is so vast, yet there’s only one person in it each day. You. Tidying up. No one else there to socialize with. Your husband doesn’t bother to come back unless he forgot something.
Today, one of the rare days he comes back, he needs your assistance with something.
“She doesn’t want to get in the bath,” Fang grumbles, irritated by his snake refusing to bathe in the bubble bath he just prepared.
Since he’s known you, you’ve always bonded with Viper. A thirty two meter long snake with a head bigger than your own. She’s poisonous too, yet whenever she’s near you, she just snuggles and snuggles. Fang almost envies you for it.
“Make her get in. I did not prepare this bath for my insolent companion to disregard it.” he sounds so frustrated. He adjusts his mask before crossing both arms.