twenty seven

"You aren't making the right choices right now."

Luv ignored Ivan in his head as he had them in a hotel room. A room he convinced someone to buy for him despite how wrong it could look to others.

Luka was awake, playing in the room as Luv sat in a corner. Arms folded, glaring forward because the child they had wasn't the one he knew of. His Luka was much more intelligent and his mind wasn't like a child, despite being in an infants body.

This Luka was an actual infant.

"What did you do with him, Luna?" Luv questioned sharply, standing up as Luka looked up at him curiously. "What's your name?"

"Luka, mommy. Why? Silly question!" Luka giggled, causing Luv to look away. "Where is daddy? Will he come? I want daddy too."

"He's not coming right now." Luv responded quickly, ignoring Luka's worry as he began to pace the room. "Life is so unfair. Thousands of years...and this is the time where you want to help? You couldn't help before? If you helped earlier, no one would be suffering and I wouldn't be like this."

Luv rushed into the bathroom, closing the door behind him so that Luv couldn't get in.

"Why are you speaking like that in front of him? He's a baby, and he is thinking I'm speaking that way. You need to stop-."

"He's three or four - I don't know, he'll be okay." Luv sighs, grinning at himself in the mirror. "That's not my son. My Luka wasn't stupid like yours. He had powers like Luna and was capable of influencing times-."

"I don't care. You don't care about my baby, so I don't care about yours."

"Good to know." Luv says through clenched teeth. "And that's why you're unable to control your own body. Who has the power now? Me."

"And that's your problem." Ivan tells him simply.

In that moment, Luv was about to say something else until he heard a tiny knock on the door. He sighed in annoyance as he walked over and opened it. Looking down at Luka who looked up at him with trembling lips, arms folded tightly to his chest.

Ivan already knew that he was upset. That kind of look wasn't one he saw often, but when it was shown, he instantly knew why.

"Why are you making that face?"

"I want daddy with mommy and us. Why we here?" He asks him in a whiny voice.

Luv had to refrain from rolling his eyes, forcing a grin onto his face as he crouched before him. He cradled Luka's face, watching him come towards him and rush into hugging him - to his surprise.

He sat still as Luka hugged him tightly, leaning against him.

"I want daddy, mommy."

"I want a lot of things, but I can't have them right now." Luv tried to pull away from Luka who held on tightly. "Luka let me go-."

"No! I want daddy! Why we here? Was I wrong? Was I bad, mommy? Is that why we not home with daddy too? Is he mad at me?"

Instantly, Ivan found himself infuriated. The fact that Luka was asking such a question left him feeling like shit. His baby was asking if him or his dad were mad at him...and he shouldn't ever be asking that question.

Their very actions and behavior has resulted in Luka's questioning.

"You know no-."

Suddenly, Luv found himself unable to speak. Every time he opened his mouth, it felt like he was losing his voice.

As he could feel Ivan trying to come through, he lost control of his own hand. Trying to move against such a thing, but Luka still held onto his body tightly.

In them both fighting for control over Ivan's own body, there was already someone approaching their bedroom.

Jeremiah was breathing heavily, furious as he wasn't actually chasing after Ivan. He was chasing after someone else. Someone who stole not just Ivan from him, but his own son.

And not to mention that no one knows that it's not really Ivan. They all are seeing Ivan act crazy, but not aware that it was Luv.

He was ruining Ivan's already tarnished image some more.

That was unacceptable to him.

When he got to the door, he banged his fists on the door.

"Luv, open the door - now!" Jeremiah shouted, and inside the room, Luka heard his voice.

Pulling away from Ivan, Luv instantly ran at Luka as he picked him up.

"That's daddy! Mommy open it!"

"No!" Luv shouts, rushing to the balcony doors as he held onto Luka tightly. "I will not let things go this way! I'd rather be reborn all over again than go through this torment once again!"

Just when he was about to climb over with Luka shrieking in his arms, he suddenly felt sick. Staggering back as his hand went over his mouth, that strong overwhelming urge to vomit took over.

He turned back around as he set Luka down, running to the bathroom. Throwing up into the toilet, Luka ran over to the door and opened it.

Jeremiah wasn't expecting Luka to open the door, looking down to see how overwhelmed and sad he looked. His anger instantly dissipated in picking him up, hugging him closely to him. Luka's cries and tightness in holding onto him not only broke his heart, but made him despise Luv even more.

He went inside, going into the bathroom to see Luv leaning against the wall. His eyes glaring up at him, he chuckles at Jeremiah's glare.

"I feel sick..." Luv breathed, standing up as he slammed the toilet lid closed and flushed the toilet. "So you can probably guess what that means. You two...already did it."

Jeremiah didn't say a word, watching Luv settle his hand over his stomach. Only for his hand to ball into a fist as he began to look angry.

"This isn't fair...why is it you both get-."

"Stop." Jeremiah interrupts him.

Luv just stayed silent, shaking his head as Luka held onto Jeremiah tightly. He saw the way Jeremiah was looking at him and it reminded him of a look he had seen from Primus long ago.

A look that pitied him, yet there was care within. He felt tears well up in his eyes, covering them as he shook his head.

The overwhelming sense of anger took over. Because he didn't know how to fix anything. He didn't feel like anyone wanted to listen to him. Even if he had done what he had done...he just wanted someone to listen as to why.

Why did he do what he did? Who helped him feel the way he felt? Why won't Primus just listen and let him say his mind?

No one wanted to listen...

Jeremiah looked down at him, watching him truly cry. There was anger in his tears, but the sadness began to overtake him. His own envy to what Ivan had with Jeremiah began to take over too.

That's when Jeremiah turned around and set Luka on the bed, "I will speak to mommy for a little, okay? He's not okay right now, but don't worry - he will be okay soon. I promise, everything is okay."

"Promise?" Luka asks.

"Pinky?" Jeremiah offered him his pinky, and Luka wrapped his tiny finger around his. "Can you just watch TV for me? We'll be back out soon."

Once they promised, Jeremiah walked back into the bathroom as Luka watched TV happily. He closed the door behind him and went over to Luv. Sitting right beside him on the floor, he listened to him cry.

He knew what he once did for Ivan...but this wasn't Ivan. While at the same time...it was Ivan. Even if they were different, they also were not much different at all.

They both struggled with the same thing.

Power control, anger, and being unable to move on. Then for the forgiveness part...forgiving themselves was hard too.

They were similar there.

"Can I just...ask something of you?" Jeremiah spoke up, and he saw Luv look over at him. "Can I?"

"Just say it."

"Can I give you a hug?"

Luv flinched, looking at him in shock. He almost wondered if he heard that correctly. Watching Jeremiah watch him...a grin growing on his lips kindly.

"Why...?" Luv breathed, shaking his head. "I...stole your son and Ivan's body. I ran...and made Ivan look like he's lost his damn mind. Yet you want to hug me? Don't you hate me, like everyone else does?"

"No one hates you."

"Primus hates me."

"I can tell you, easily - he does not." Jeremiah insists softly.

Luv stayed silent as he stared into his eyes. He saw how he looked at him...and how much it reminded him of Primus.

"Hug...me." He whimpered.

Jeremiah opened his arms, causing Luv to rush into his embrace. Collapsing right against his body as he hugged him tightly, Jeremiah's arms wrapping around him comfortably. Laying his head atop of his, he grins.

"I was mad earlier because you ran off and stole what I loved most. I was afraid, I was angry because you made Ivan look crazy, and...I wanted you to just stop. Except now I am here and your actions aren't much different from Ivan's. Running away from your problems, but Ivan was doing it because he couldn't forgive himself and believed he was helping me. What are you running for?" Jeremiah asks softly.

He waited for Luv to speak, but also knew how he was in terms of speaking. In terms of talking...he wondered if he wouldn't speak still because he wasn't Primus.

"Even if Primus himself isn't asking you these questions...he's still here. He hears everything you say and sees everything you do. Just communicate with me...and he'll hear it." Jeremiah tells him calmly as Luv peered up at him.

The both of them looked at one another quietly. Luv didn't ever look at it that way, but he also didn't ever really want to.

He felt like...Primus and him should be able to communicate the way Jeremiah and Ivan could. Except it put into perspective how different they all were now.

"I'm running away from what I felt like...I'd never have again. I ran away from my jealousy, and in taking Ivan away from what he has, I...tried to make myself feel better." Luv confessed to him.

He held on tightly to Jeremiah, not wanting to let him go as this was the closest to Primus he'd ever get. His insecurities and jealousy were running rampant and Ivan could feel all of it.

Could even feel his relaxation in Jeremiah's arms too.

"I just want to say that my choices were my own back then, but what Primus doesn't seem to understand is how much of an influence Luka was upon me. He wasn't even born yet, but I could feel his power. He'd speak to me and easily influence me to do things. Luka left me feeling like...no, he had me feeling like the way I was right then wasn't right. That I could be more, and he'd show me such amazing things. I'd see that Primus would accept me no matter what I did, because he loved me no matter what. So I let myself...change for the idea being shown to me. Except...

"What I was seeing...began to be diluted and I don't wanted more and more. I was selfish, I know; but...I let myself get worse because I knew no matter what, I'd have Primus. And I know it's not right, but that's just how I thought. I took advantage of his love for me and yet...I wasn't trying to. I just kept thinking, even if I take it further and further - I'll have him. We were a family...a family ruined because I couldn't accept that the way I was was good enough. I had someone who loved me for the me I already was, but I also knew he'd love me even more for the better version I thought of myself. Despite my thoughts, I was wrong. All I did...was ruin everything and hurt those I love most in the end, like a monster."

Jeremiah shook his head, rubbing his back thoughtfully.

"You're not a monster. You just keep making mistakes, but there's nothing wrong with that. We can always fix that. I would listen to everything Ivan had to say to me, and no one has really with you. I tried at first, but you kept arguing that I could never understand and I'm not Primus-."

"I'm sorry." Luv interrupts weakly, a tremble within his voice.

Jeremiah pulled back some, looking at his eyes. Looking at the face of the person he loved most, while someone inhabited at this moment. He couldn't be angry at Luv because he was still...Ivan.

A part of him.

"It's okay, I forgive you," Jeremiah grins down at him, watching Luv's eyes fill with tears even more, "If you are willing to change and get better from here, I'll forgive you again and again and a-."

Luv pressed his lips to Jeremiah's. He knew he wasn't kissing Primus, but kissing the Jeremiah right before him.

That taking aback not just Ivan, but worst of all, Primus. Who, despite breaking off their Bond, the part of him still attached to Luv was raging.

Jeremiah looked down at him in shock as Luv pulled back, watching him grin up at him awkwardly. "You...are everything I wish Primus still was to me. You're so sweet to me...even though I've done what I've done. Your heart hasn't been tainted by my actions...you still have it in you to forgive because you love Ivan so much."

"Well," Jeremiah looked off, grinning shyly as he shrugged some, "I love every part of Ivan, and you are a part of him; so I love you too. Your pain and suffering, is something that none of us can understand. But I think Ivan and I are more willing to understand because we haven't been through it to the degree you both have been. I guess?"

Luv pulled back from Jeremiah, looking at him softly. As he was really looking at him, he began to see.

"What I once thought was your weakness and you lacking...was what Primus once had too. Your softness, kindness, your everything... You're everything to me." Luv murmured to him, causing Jeremiah to frown.

"Who...is he saying that to?" Primus asks Jeremiah as he became nervous.

They all knew...who he was saying it to now.

"Who are you saying that to?" Jeremiah asks for Primus.

Feeling his heart begin to race because it wasn't supposed to become this way.

"You." Luv breathed, smiling at who was truly before him. "Jeremiah."

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