Jihoon sensed his dog's wet tongue lapping up his cheek, when he regained consciousness. His head mildly thrummed, anything slightly disturbing setting him to volcano of indignation, but when the pup looked up at him with glassy eyes, he felt the world coming to him like warmness from a campfire, a small smile appearing on his face. 

'You simply put my mood up...little...' Jihoon forgot the pet's name, his momentary unconsciousness rendering limited memory. '...I guess I'll ask my mom once again' 

The pup tilted its head at that, jumping into Jihoon's lap and not seconds later, Jihoon's mother came to his room, with a glass of water and aspirin. 

'Lie down Hoonie..' She said, voice silent and face slightly pale. He must have worried her a lot and that made him feel a pang of guilt growing in his chest. 'Drink some water before that....shall we go to the hospital?' 

Jihoon shook his head at that, accepting the drug with small "thanks"

'How are you feeling now?' The lady asked and the puppy barked at the same time, which made the young boy chuckle. If not for the en-number of theories going on in his head, he would have come up with another one, wondering if his pet has the magical ability to understand humans. That seems plausible too. 

'Just...slightly dizzy, I might want to rest for some more time...' 

His mother nodded, leaving his room with the empty glass, throwing a glance at the puppy, the said being making itself comfortable next to Jihoon's legs. 

'Jun-ah, do you want to come with me?' She asked, beckoning it to come to her, but the puppy remained in the same place, slightly nipping the teen boy's toes.

He looked down at to see the adorable face it was making, and he let his heart slip away from the grip. 

'Let him be here, Mom...' He said, smiling down at the puppy. 'Okay, Jun?' 

The dog's ear perked at that and it barked once - a sound of clean dry foot against a marble floor - and slumped down on the cottony sheet of his bed. He believes that his puppy won't mess it up by excreting on it. Jihoon hopes so. 

With that thought, he closes his eyes, silently wishing to see the face of the man who made him lose his consciousness, just like that. 

The day Soonnyoung sees the vial with the green liquid, he realizes is going to go down. 

It's an important event in every celestial being's life, he thinks. 

But the history of members taking them with unadulterated enthusiasm is something that has never existed. He wishes not to be an hypocrite, when his conscience jabs him with the memory of his own Elixir consuming event, remembering how Ailee went aroud with the bottle open, and he had plans on kicking it straight so that it falls down and break. 

But no such thing happens, as Na eun held his back, and the Lady of Earth poured the foul smelling, tasting potion into his mouth; the sound of his choked scream making the slightly older Jeonghan look at him with sympathetic eyes. Speaking of whom, the Man of Venus had made Seungcheol run behind him like an young toddler, until Seokmin made him run straight to his trap by means of giving fake promises that he would somehow convince Seungcheol no to give it to him. 

The Venus was quite angry with Seokmin, but that lasted only few hours, and Soonyoung couldn't blame him, for the man possess the talent of melting one's heart with his alluring smile. 

So,  he takes the vial in his hand, the green syrupy substance coating the glass vial every time he made a slight movement with it. The fluid looks visually beautiful so he assumes it's going to be okay until the part where in, he had to ask Woozi drink it down. 

But oh boy, he sometimes forgot how mentally bright his destined could be. 

'We never ate anything before, why now?' Woozi asks the first thing, when he sits next to him on the bed. The boy used to wear white all the time, his closets automatically filling up clothes upon his needs, but looks like the young one required some shades of his favourite nebula, and now all he sees is Woozi wearing colours that are yet to be named and it takes very long time to even describe it. 

'You see, Woozi...' Soonyoung started, looking closely at the boy who's eyeing the bottle with a calm expression. '....We don't have to eat anything to survive, but this...' He presses the vial before his face, which made Woozi look at it with cross eyes. '...A celestial being should consume it for never ending life...' 

'Is this the Elixir some of them were talking about...?' 

Aw, !

'Yeah, honey...and you know...This appeared in our realm today, which means that the time has come for you to...well, you know...drink this?' 

The statement ends up with a tone of question and Soonyoung isn't entirely happy about it. This potion will do wonders to Woozi's development and he shouldn't be afraid nor be anxious about his baby boy taking it. However, if his boy makes a fuss about drinking it, he sure has no back up plan in convincing him and that is, probably, something that triggers this sort of emotion in him. 

'I heard it tastes very bad...' Woozi moved a little away from his previous position on the bed, legs tucked with a pillow on his lap which made him look, a little bit defensive. 

'I know, I drank this myself when I was a kid and guess what, It was over as soon as I was done with it....' 

That exactly wasn't the truth. He had to live with that disgusting taste tormenting his tongue buds for more like two days. 

The main idea it being very foul to taste is that, it sets off to people who wants to make use of it for their personal needs and illegitimate approaches. Sure, no one in their little self ruling kingdom would do that, but nature has its own way of protecting things and some times, it back fires in more than one way. 

'Are you sure?' Woozi eyes him with an examining look, and he feels his skin burning down under his gaze. They have lived together for about eight years and Woozi knows anything and everything about Soonyoung so much, that it won't take more than one look for him to know what's going on in the Sky Lord's mind. 

'I'am...' He chuckles in the middle, inching a little too close to Woozi. 'So, will you drink it now?' 

The boy looked like he was troubled.

His orbs didn't rest like it would for most of the time, his inner being growing uncomfortable at the forced stance of his never intimidating destined. Sure, Soonyoung would lose his cool sometimes and Woozi, in his defence would claim the wrong on people who made him feel like that, but this, he didn't want to disappoint him and maybe a part of him didn't want to make him angry. 

The look of disappointment directed towards him is something he didn't want to see.

Woozi's so torn between wanting to and wanting not to drink it, that he fails to notice the concerned look on Soonyoung's face. 

'Little one...' He gently spoke, petting his head and massaging his neck in a way Woozi likes. 'Don't get stressed , just relax...and take your time, okay..' 

Soonyoung walks away from the realm, after giving him a reassuring smile, but deep down Woozi felt he didn't commit himself to whatever they share like his destined did. 

It ached a little inside. 

The moon began to gently ascend herself towards the Western part of Globe, and Ailee greeted her with a small smile. 

Woozi saw the interactions from afar, and couldn't help but grow fond of the two ladies who show boundless affection towards him. He had so many questions going on inside his mind. For starters, why's he here? 

What is he doing here, to be called as the Guard of Sirius that stands out in the sky?

Who is Soonyoung?'

From the time he remembers, he couldn't see anyone other than the sky Lord himself, all of his slowly fading memories of his toddler self sending snippets of a face with shining eyes looking down upon him with love and affection. 

'Woozi!' 

It was Joshua, smiling so brightly, that the whole area glows a shade of blue in recurring interval. He's the lord of Neptune after all, Serene and Beautiful - a trade mark quality of Gentle man Joshua. 

From far, he could see Soonyoung coming over to him with small smile on his face, and shame immediately paints over his skin at the thought of refusing to take something his destined had insisted that he consume. It was for his own good and God, he knows how stressed and pressurized Soonyoung must be when he had gently rejected the potion that contributes to the longevity of his heart pulse. 

He looks up at him through his eye lashes, and same, the very same endearing smile was always there, no matter what; yet Woozi could tell that worry is eating his soul. 

'Why are you sitting here all alone?' Joshua asked, sitting next to him on the green cushions that belonged to AIlee. The lady was very much approving of Woozi using it, but the latter the was not sure if the lady was pleased by grown up Joshua landing his on it, if the looks she was giving was anything to go by. 

'Just...' Woozi starts, his eyes darting a little back to his destined who sitting on the other side of Joshua, eyes down cast and mind lost in thoughts. 'Just...thinking about the potions....' 

'Potion?' The Lord of Neptune asked. 

'Elixir ' Joshua nodded in understanding, a look of bitterness and sorry crossing his face, before settling to a relaxed one. 'I got it yesterday...but I'm scared to drink...like I don't know why I'am making a big fuss...this is just a potion, right?' 

He asks Joshua, but Soonyoung was the one to reply. 

'It is, Woozi-yah....It is natural to react to it like that, it was designed to do so...but the will of wanting to live, the control you have over you is what all being tested.' He said with a gentle curve of lips, that made Woozi's eyes widen up in adoration and pure awe. 'It is not a great feat when you have your hands tied with someone forcing it down the throat...you need to drink it with ready state of mind and be thankful for having it in your life...' 

'You didn't do that, did you?' Woozi asks in a cheeky tone and Soonyoung's breathy laughter comes out like pearls off a beautiful necklace. 

'I did not, unfortunately....' He said, ignoring the curious looks Joshua's giving. 'But for you, I can make sure that does not happen ...' 

Joshua grinned, pulling the eight year to his lap, the boy letting out a whine at that. 

'So, are we going to be a big boy and drink it up all~' He asked in a cooing voice and Woozi couldn't help but whine at that. He threw a look at Soonyoung and his guts told him to make his SoonSoon proud. He wanted to be the one where Soonyoung would call him his with a proud face. His mind suffered with the thoughts influenced by sparks of under developed bond flowing in his blood. 

He shyly nodded, which made Soonyoung let out a huge smile as well, patting Woozi's head, ruffling his hair lightly. 

That evening, the whole members of Celestial community watched with a look of astonishment as Woozi drank up the green coloured fluid, face red and eyes streaming tears at the bitter taste of it, hands Soonyoung's satin pants, as he held the boy gently close to his chest and uttered praise words, Joshua on the other hand holding the bottle to Woozi's lips as he gently hummed the hymns sung to Moon and Earth; his soothing voice with exploding blue aura hugging the destined mates in one large envelope. 

The boy was in trance, the grip on Soonyoung's pants getting lose as the song went by, the genuine smile of Neptune towards the little one making dust of white and navy blue sparking everywhere, gentle gust of wind brushing Ailee's hair and the glowing orange out line of Sun turning golden, illuminating the entire black space with its glitter light, yellow and blue blending one with another to produce a beautiful shade of what Soonyoung calls; affection and protection. 

The song went on, till the time Woozi completed his drink and fell limp on Soonyoung's chest, protective hands coming around Woozi, without missing a beat. 

'Ahhh...' Joshua looked like he was in the peak of happiness. ' That was lovely, wasn't it?' 

'Thanks, Joshua..' Soonyoung said sincerely, looking up at the Neptune lord with eyes full of respect and friendship.

He however, shrugged it off, but the way he looked at the destined mates said otherwise. 

Be happy, you two...' A blur of spark emitted out of his palm, that fell gently on the sleeping boy's head. 'I will never forget this moment in my life.' 

'I hope you will never' The sky Lord said, feeling content on how his little bean is having everyone wrapped around his little pinky finger. 

Jihoon is not sure about the success rate of finding someone whose name he doesn't even know, on a dating site. He thinks it's silly as his claim of weather changing according to his mood, but that exactly what he does. 

It didn't take long for him to enroll himself in the said dating website with a fake name and information. It's just his common assumption that teenager and middle aged people try to spark their boring life with slightly  electrocuting mystery romance, the uncalled trouble stepping up to them until everything goes down hill or even, run away from the blind meeting if physical appearances didn't quite match their fantasy boyfriend's look.

Jihoon is not here to date anyone. 

He just wants to meet that person, whom he saw in his vision, and perhaps that could be him hallucinating or seeing things. There are tons of medical terms for that, but he however, thinks it is not anything what people call it "Going crazy" 

Jihoon knows that. 

His guts are telling him that whatever he feels has nothing to do with his imagination and that's all what he wants to hear from his inner self before proceeding on rather a vague expedition of finding that smiley face who swung him on a swing set tied to a huge tree in meadows of green. 

The young boy tried closing his eyes, tightening to the point that he began to see spark dots aligning to form a design of circling fireflies. He tried self hypnotism and went to the extent of using Ouija board, but boy, thankfully, he was scared of consequences and dumped the poor, self made board in a haste that had his mother worrying if her boy is up to something, that either of them wouldn't be too proud of. 

Scrolling through several profiles with  Words about me, to sincere partner seekers, he sighed and shut his Mac, slumped on his study table. His eyes closed on his on exhaustion from looking up at the dimly lit LED screen, scolding himself mentally for being so delusional and acting all strange over an issue that has to do something with his escapism tendencies coming to life.

Jihoon couldn't help but whine lowly at his own pathetic self, excitement bubbling up in his abdomen and reaching his chest, bursting into sparks of unknown and unsaid words, fingers clenching around air to grab hold of something that's not there. 

He found himself letting out ragged breaths, deep sigh and lips caught hold in the sharp ends of his own milk teeth, aching for something he knows is not there, but wanting it so badly...so badly, that he's willing to let go of his life. 

His closed eyes didn't let the flow of tears stopped by the small eyelids of it, the moist running down the junction of his nose and forehead and marring the curvy handwriting of his on a paper, that held some details on vivid imaginations he's been having lately. 

Jihoon considered it as maladaptive daydreaming, but do they come when you're very much held by the jaws of reality, or a moment of adrenaline rush when he felt while flying up in the air, thanks to Seungcheol's enormous power?

He doesn't think so, and if that was the case, has he gone too much that he wants to curl up somewhere and cry his heart out?

A choked sob left his mouth and bit his lips, clenching it shut that he didn't want his mother to have any ideas. 

Jihoon let out a surprised gasp, when he felt something wet on his left foot. He looked down to see his Bichion sniffing his un-socked feet, lapping it up a little to look up at him with moist eyes and he could tell, some how the pet had sensed his dull mood. 

He bent down to pick it up, the pup lodging itself comfortably on his weak hold and curled up comfortably against his chest. It rubbed its hairy head on his shirt, paws flailing in air to make a contact and that, finally, had pulled off a smile from Jihoon's face. 

'You know I'm sad, right....?' Jihoon asked the little one, hoping to get an answer from it and he wouldn't be surprised if that happens, considering how well the pup understands everyone at home - potty trained, eats neatly, lies down in his own dog bed. 

Jun- the puppy, wagged its tail so hard and tapped it against Jihoon's thighs, making the said boy beam in fondness over the cute creature's excited state.

'You've been a good pup...' Jihoon said, letting his palm gently rest over the dog's head. 'But I'm being a terrible master here...' 

He has been, and Jihoon's too uptight to give himself a break, considering how much of inner turmoil and constant mind fights he has been having and going through. 

'I feel so empty...I'm imagining something and I think that's true...I think the sky's changing weather according to my mood, I'm very delusional...Am I going crazy?' 

Jun let out the loudest whine every, barking shortly, jumping out of Jihoon's lap and pull his master up, by tugging the hem of his pants. 

'Wait- oh!' The boy struggled, getting a hold of his pet, but the said Bichion is having none of it, escaping the grasp of nimble fingers. Jihoon's growing annoyed at the prospect of having to encounter a puppy fit at the moment, but he got pulled up from his rolling chair anyway. 

Jun left him standing, while it left to bring it's collar and leash, clutched ever so carefully that his mum had taken it upon herself to buy. The maroon leather was dropped to his pale feet, and the puppy sat half up with wagging tail and full blown eyes and Jihoon groaned at that, a hand pressed to his forehead in disbelief. 

His puppy wanted to walk outside with him.

The young boy did that exactly, locking his home, keys dangling in his jean pocket as he marched out bravely with a black tee shirt and a slimmy coat, the fear of cold biting his skin not scaring him much as it used to be. 

Jun looked like he knew how to walk or where to go, and Jihoon mildly wondered if he's the one who's the taking the dog for a stroll or it is the other way round. Either way, he's happy to get his mind out of the problems or things that actually don't exist, and he wants to pinch himself for his heart to disagree with whatever his rationale mind comes up with. 

He just can't shake it off. It's like lingering there, in colours of light he sees and fragrance of unnamed flowers and in sparkly dust of white in night sky and the cold blowing wind reminding him of his loneliness. Jihoon has been living like that for God knows how long, and here he is, suddenly developing the mindset of missing someone who's not even there. 

Newly formed snow made a scrunching noise under his boots and if not for his foul mood, he would have adored the sight of snow like puppy walking bravely in the cold weather amidst sea of white. 

Jun had dragged him to an entire different path, which Jihoon is not so familiar with. But he was okay with it, following the puppy behind. He saw some familiar faces there, the ones who attend the annual Christmas party and New Year's at the Grand Hall of their region. However, he chose not to greet anyone out there and they didn't seem to mind that much either. 

The pet had taken the side cut of the lane to the main road of that part of the town, and Jihoon tugged on the leash, wanting him to stop. It's weekend and the traffic will be more and he's not ready to witness anything flashy or hear any mild noise at the moment. However, the dog acted on its own, pulling Jihoon along with him, making the boy wonder if it's high time for him to start hitting the gym. 

Jun stopped right before the bus stop, not leading further to the junction of the signal and Jihoon wondered why the little one had stopped on its track all of a sudden. He looked around, to find vehicles crowding at graceful pace, sound of honks and murmuring accompanied by tip -taps of heels and smell of road side food and zooing sound of moving motor bikes. 

The little puppy barked weakly at the general direction of the bus stop and Jihoon once again was forced to act the way his puppy wants. It didn't feel weird to him, following along in the direction led by Jun, but he did it anyway, the outcome of being exhausted to the bones as nothing passes through his mind without wanting to pull his hair out. 

However, when his eyes found the huge bright LED advertisement of the bus stop, did his breath reduced to mess of staggered puff of air, his mind telling what is in front of him, but his heart failing to believe anything that's before him. Jihoon felt his soul leaving him and ascending to the high point, mind channeling thousand and hundred frames of vision he never had the choice to witness and to his disbelief he was there in every one of them. 

Jihoon felt his ear ringing, and with all the effort, he opened his eyes he had closed at one point, to see the LED advertisement again and this time, his eyes blurred with hot tears as the same face he had seen in his vision is now on the display. 

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It was the same person he had seen and Jihoon felt his mind smudging colours of pink and blue in his vision and once again the whole world began to fade away and the last thing he grasped before closing his eyes was the name of that person. 

HOSHI