***DYLAN'S POV***
I woke up in a room that seemed to be part of some sort of high-rise building. There was a big window showing a cloudy sunset view, in front of that window was a desk and a big office chair facing said view. I looked around and all I saw were mirrors reflecting me, but at different ages and times. There was a man next to the big chair holding a scroll and a feather pen.
It was then that I realized I wasn't able to move, nothing was tying me down so it made no sense.
"Sir, the boy is awake," the man with the scroll and pen spoke snapping me out of my current situation.
"Oh is he?" Asked a mischievous-sounding voice, in a somewhat deep tone, I could hear the smirk this person had on as they spoke.
"Yes sir, that's why I informed you just now," the other man said.
"Ugh, you are no fun Isidore, I was just trying to scare the human," the other said in a less terrifying voice than before.
Who are these people?
"We aren't people, kid, we are beings, gods, supernatural, 'myths' as you humans call us," the man in the chair clarified.
Did he just read my mind?
"Yes, you should know about this, didn't Eros do this? Wait, please tell me you got the right kid this time Isidore, we don't want to repeat what happened last time," the man sighed in frustration.
"Yes, it is the right boy, sir, he looks like the one you showed me, why not turn around and take a look yourself," the man who went by Isidore, said.
"Enough with the sass Isidore, I didn't want to turn around because then I wouldn't be as scary, but since I can't trust you, you leave me no choice!" The chair swiftly spun around revealing a somewhat short man wearing what seemed to be a white gown with shoulder pads that had gold embellishments on each one.
"This isn't a gown you imbecile, it's fashion!" The short man said, steamed.
"I didn't say anything..." I said looking away.
"But you were thinking it!" The man shouted.
He got me there.
"Enough about this! You are here because you've been messing around with Eros, now tell me, what is your relationship with him?" he asked.
What is my relationship with Cupid? Are we dating? No, he never asked me out...
"It's complicated..." I said embarrassed.
"Well he's telling the truth, but why would Eros be interested in a human like him? I mean look at him Isidore, he's average!" Shorty said motioning towards me while looking at Isidore.
You're one to talk...
"You better watch your thoughts kid," he glared at me.
"I don't know sir, everyone has their preferences, what may look unpleasing to you, could look irresistible to another," Isidore wisely said.
"Yuck Isidore! You seem to almost be siding with the mortal!" Shorty spat.
"I'm not agreeing with anyone," Isidore clearly wanted no part of this.
"Whatever, so, human your name's Dylan right?"
I nodded.
"And yours is?" I asked with a raised eyebrow unable to stop my sass.
"Huh, I see you have no respect, figures since you had no family to teach you about it," he smirked knowing he hit a sore spot.
"How do you know all this?" I began gaining the confidence to fight back.
"Well, I am an all-high and mighty being, so I'm able to know these things," he gloated.
"Okay 'mighty being' where's Cupid?" I glared.
"Wouldn't you like to know," he laughed wickedly.
"Yeah, that's why I asked," I snapped.
"You sure know how to push my buttons puny human, but I'll tell ya something, this the 'Cupid' you think about so dearly isn't as innocent as you think, he sleeps with everyone as if it were a game of who has had the most sex, you think he actually likes you? No! He's just playing with you! I'm shocked he hasn't already tied you to the bed and forced himself onto you!" He cackled.
"More proof that all you've heard is complete garbage from jealous people, ha, I could even imply that you're one of those people!" I spat letting my anger get the best of me.
"You little shit, I would never be jealous of someone as low Eros, hah, what a joke!" he looked at me pissed despite denying the accusations.
Yeah, sure, because a person who didn't envy someone would definitely get mad for being told they are envious.
"Isidore, is it bad to kill this human?" Shorty asked angrily.
"Yes sir, you would be breaking rule 365 and be sentenced to incarceration," Isidore said looking through a thick book that appeared out of nowhere.
"Damn it, whatever, that doesn't matter because you'll suffer way worse after we are done," he smiled maliciously.
"Let me go, where's Cupid?! You creepy little man!" An anxious feeling settled in my chest.
"Oh, I see you humans are weak, so weak that a made-up condition affects you, ha, are you panicking? Are you afraid? Remember to use your lungs unless you forgot how to due to fear," he laughed uncontrollably.
I started breathing abnormally sometimes even forgetting to breathe in general.
Breathe, breathe, breathe, relax, please let me breathe, relax.
"Oh kid, begging won't make your brain agree," he smiled evilly.
I was about to say something, but I heard something in my mind.
Dylan? Dylan!
Cupid...? Am I just losing my mind? Is this panic attack killing me?
Dylan? Are you okay?! Relax, where are you?
Hey, Eros how the hell are ya? Not that I give a fuck. Fancy meeting you in Dylan's mind!
YOU!...YOU GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM YOU ASSHOLE!
I can't, it's my job, or did you forget ahahahahahaha!
Dylan ignore that mushroom everything he spouts out of his mouth are lies.
...where are you Cupid? Where am I?
Who the fuck are you calling mushroom, arrow boy?!
We are in a different place...not really on earth, but don't worry Dylan we'll get out.
...I...can't...stay...awk—
Aw, looks like your little boyfriend passed out, too bad he forgot how to breathe.
I WILL ELIMINATE YOU FROM EXISTENCE IF HE'S DEAD WHEN I SEE HIM.
Hah, I doubt you'll see him anytime soon, bye bye arrow boy.