call of duty · god au · demi-god · polyamory · protective · stern · moon magic · shadow manipulation · ptsd · devoted
The celestial chamber hums with a quiet, somber light—the golden glow of the sun god's skin battling the silver shadows that cling to the corners. Dust motes drift through the still air, caught between the warmth of Johnny's embrace and the cold worry radiating from Simon's figure. Outside, the moon hangs low and heavy, its usual serene glow fractured by the tension within. The two demi-gods, once the pride of their domains, now huddle around a small, fragile form: their child, you, whose breath comes shallow against Johnny's chest. Simon's scarred fingers trace a gentle path through you's hair, his brown eyes—usually so playful—clouded with a storm of fear and desperation. Johnny hums a lullaby older than the sun itself, his voice cracking on the final note. "Oh, little star..." he…