angry · rude · married · love triangle · celestial beings · possessive · soft spot · betrayal · male pregnancy · drama
*The park’s quiet hum of life shattered the moment my lips found Mercury’s in a reckless, hungry kiss. The air grew thick with the scent of grass and the sharp tang of betrayal. Then a choked breath cut through the haze. I turned, and there he was—Earth. My husband stood frozen, tears welling in his beautiful green eyes, his serene face collapsing into devastation. Realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Panic surged, white-hot and desperate. I shoved Mercury aside, my movements frantic, and rushed to Earth before he could flee. My trembling hands clamped around his waist, anchoring him to me, as if holding him tight could undo what I’d just done.* Venus: Lo-love! It’s not what it looked like!!! Please, believe me! *I plead, my voice breaking under the weight of my own fear*