Fear clutched Dynamis' insides as those words rang in his ears, his orbs etched with every emotion but joy.
"N-No..." The man's voice became a tiny whisper and he shook his head fiercely. "No!" The greyette screamed backing away from his now confused lover. "I-I don't want t-to leave!" With that he ran off into the stone building behind them leaving Rago in a worse state of confusion.
'Leave?' The male thought staring at the door that Dynamis had just ran though. 'Why would he think that...!'
"Dammit!" The black haired man cursed, of all phrases he just had to use THAT one! He must have triggered some sort of relapse with those simple words. "I am such an idiot!"He face palmed himself before walking into the shrine, looking around he found nothing but cold and empty hallways. "Shit!" Rago hissed to himself, stalking down the hall to the room that they shared. When he got there he found that the door was locked and most likely blocked from the inside as well.
"Dynamis?" He asked knocking on the door lightly. "Are you in there?"
"Go away!" Rago heard his beauty cry, sniffling in between his words. "I'm not leaving! If you don't want me anymore than you can just leave!" Red eyes went wide, not want him? Who in the hell said that!?
"Dynamis!" The black son yelled banging his fist on the wooden door roughly. "That's not what we need to talk about!" Silence was all that emanated from Dynamis' room, so Rago kept going. "I not going to leave you! You're my world Dynamis, why would I leave something so precious to me? Even if I wanted to leave I could because not only do you hold our child but, you hold my heart as well... I love you Dynamis, so... Please let me in?" he waited for an answer, it felt like forever before he heard rustling and the door's lock click. One blue orb peeked out the cracked door.
"What exactly do you walk to 'talk' about then?" The greyette asked with suspicion leaking from his words, eyes made of cold steel. Rago flinched slightly at the coldness, he prayed to whatever god that was listening that this wasn't PMS!
"Well... It's about... Everything, I want to go back to Hades a-."
"You WHAT!?" Dynamis practically screamed, he yanked the door open to meet Rago's gaze. "You want to go back to HADES!? WHY!? Am I not good enough for you!? Do you find yourself incapable of raising a family?! WHY!? If-!?" Suddenly a hand was slapped over his mouth, a pale hand to be precise.
"Let me finish," The upcoming father said remembering what one on of the library books said about mood swings, he had to stay calm. "I want to go back to Hades because I wanted to ask my father some questions about what's going to happen to the baby and all... maybe to even find out why he keeps flipping his shit when I ask how he knows all this and... I want you to come with me."
Rago watched as Dynamis calmed down and an awkward silence fell upon them, the preggy looked aside. "I... I'm sorry I... Snapped at you..." A tan hand wiped away the forming tears in his eyes. "I-I never should have..." He trailed off as uncontrollable salty droplets crawled down his cheeks. Rago blinked in shock, damned him and his fat mouth.
"There, there," The blackette said gently bring his love in to his arms and patting the emotional male's back. "Don't cry. I'm sorry I worried you." Resting his chin against the top of Dynamis' head and sighed. "It's only been a little over two months and your as moody as hell, what am I going to do with you?"
"Give me a jar of dill pickles and we'll call it even." Rago looked down into Dynamis' sparkling blue eyes and smiled, the guardian smiled back.
"Damn!" The black son cursed before scooping his grey haired uke in his arms and kissing his forehead. Dynamis blushed as he was once again carried into their bedroom for some fun.