***DYLAN'S POV***
I woke up to birds chirping.
It took me a moment to realize I wasn't home and that I was being embraced by Cupid.
I tried to get out of his hug but it didn't work because he just hugged me tighter.
"Ugh, would you stop squirming?" Cupid tiredly said.
I turned to face him so he could see my glare, sadly I hadn't realized that we were really close.
My face was inches away from his I could feel his breath on my face.
I stared at his sleepy state.
See, he can totally be cute and nice but once he begins talking and moving he gets annoying, if only he were normal and quiet all the time.
"How long are you gonna keep staring at me?"
I blushed realizing that I had spaced out while staring at him.
I turned away, "I wasn't staring!"
He laughed tiredly, "Yeah, sure."
"It's true," my face grew hotter.
"Okay, I believe you," he said, as he hugged me again.
"Let me go, let me go, I don't like this," I struggled to get out of his arms.
"No, never."
"Fine, at least let me breathe," I lied.
"Okay," he loosened up just enough for me to escape.
I got up and walked away from him.
"Hey! That's not fair," he scratched his head.
"Do you know how suffocating and uncomfortable sleeping like that was?"
Actually, it was the best sleep I've had in forever, but he doesn't need to know that.
"Don't lie Dylan, you slept like a baby, at some point you even turned around and hugged me back," he got up and walked into the bathroom.
"Wh—no I didn't, you're lying!" I denied the accusations.
Did I? No! I couldn't have, absolutely not!
"I took a picture, Dylan."
I stayed silent.
"I could show it to you if you want," he offered, taking out his phone.
"...No, it's okay, I rather not see it, I'll just pretend it doesn't exist, let's pretend we didn't sleep together," I sat down on the bed thinking about what an embarrassment to society I am.
"You two slept together? As in had sex?" Melody barged in eating a bag of chips.
I turned a deep red, "Wh—what no! I meant slept together as in literally slept in the same bed! As if I'd sleep with him!"
"He's lying, we had sex and he kept moaning loudly, I have no idea how it didn't wake you up," Cupid said in a nonchalant tone.
Melody laughed, "Actually I did hear it like damn Dylan learn to keep it down."
"STOP GOING ALONG WITH IT, I DIDN'T HAVE SEX WITH HIM," I yelled.
"Who had sex?!" Linda stopped in her tracks.
FUCK.
"No one Linda, we were just joking around," Melody told her.
Bless her soul.
"You better be joking because Eros no have any sex here, if he wants, he can go somewhere else, but from here on out he not do it here," with that Linda walked away.
"You heard her Dylan, control your boyfriend, no sex here," Melody teased.
"I'm not his boyfriend!" I clarified.
"Oh really? So that means you're free?" She asked.
"Yeah, I am single," I proudly said.
"Then how about going out with me?" she smirked.
"EXCUSE ME?! I THINK THE FUCK NOT, HE'S MINE," Cupid angrily came out of the bathroom.
"He said he's not so it's his choice," she evilly smiled.
Cupid grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the room.
"Hey! Where are we going?" I asked in confusion.
He didn't answer.
Melody smirked as she watched us go.
***
We ended up in some woods near the house.
"Why are we in the woods?!"
Answer me god damn it!
I freed my hand from his grasp.
He stopped.
"What is going on Cupid? Why are you acting like this? What's wrong?!" I desperately and angrily asked.
"Isn't it normal to act like this when everyone else is trying to take away the person you love?" He said quietly.
The air around him felt different, it wasn't the same as the usual annoying goofy feeling he gives off.
"What are you talking about?" I furrowed my brows.
"Everyone is trying to take you away from me! Even though they don't truly love you! I should know! I'm the one who controls their love! And if they aren't trying to take you away, they are telling me that I shouldn't be in love with you, they say it's a waste of time to be with a human, and that if I want a human it should be with someone else, a more suitable lover like Psyche's reincarnation because 'she's soooo beautiful,' but she obviously loves someone else and I don't like her either because I'm in love with you," he let the words fall out as if he'd been holding them in for a while now.
"I—I'm sorry..." I apologized out of nowhere.
"Why are you apologizing? You've done nothing wrong, at least not in my eyes," he turned to face me.
"Sorry, it just came out," I looked down.
"I should be the one apologizing, I'm the one who keeps tagging along everywhere you go like a parasite...You're probably sick of me forcing you to be with me all the time..." He said not making eye contact.
"No! I—I actually enjoy your company...and...I probably, possibly, maybe, kinda, a tiny bit, could have feelings for you..." I quickly whispered the last part.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear the last part can—"
"I—I SAID YOU'RE A GREAT PERSON—FRIEND—BEING...P—PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!" I accidentally said the last part out of panic and went red.
"I'm a great person—friend—being...I thought you would confess your feelings for me not purposely friend-zone me..." He frowned.
"Purposely...uh...friend-zone...um, I uh, I—"
"I guess I need to remind you that you have feelings for me," he cut me off as he walked towards me.
"Wait, no, I—I'm sorry, it was just a joke..." I tried distracting him and put up my hands to protect myself.
"...a joke?" He asked stopping in front of me.
"Uh, yes! A joke, a good old joke! A thing to make you laugh! What I meant was you're my best friend!" I smiled pretending I said the right thing.
"Your best friend, wow, I'm so thankful...how could I ever show you how thankful I am...?" he crushed a pile of twigs under his shoe as he laughed bitterly.
"Y—You don't have to...um did I say something wrong? I feel like I should run away..." I began sweating out of fear.
"Oh, no, no, no, you don't need to run away, just come here, come closer I need to show you something," he motioned for me to get closer.
"No, uh, I—I'm okay with the distance between us right now."
"Then why are you backing away?" His voice sounded more and more frightening every time he spoke.
"I—uh gotta go..."
I ran away as fast as I could.