***DYLAN'S POV***
I don't know why Cupid has been acting so clingy lately, no one is bothering him about our relationship, are they?
I turned to look at him as we walked around the woods surrounding the lake house.
I suggested we explore a bit in hopes he would calm down from whatever he was going through.
I looked at him for a bit. He seemed to be happy even though I scolded him a while ago. He was blabbing off about some book he had read recently.
I mean he has been good today, a few problems here and there, but he is obviously trying.
"...so then the woma—"
I tugged his hand to get his attention.
"Yeah?" He turned to look at me.
"Come closer I need to tell you something in secret," I let go of his hand and stood in front of him.
"But we're alone, you can just say it out loud," he looked puzzled.
"Just do it!" I was beginning to regret even thinking about doing this.
"Alright, alright, but don't get mad at me if I try to kiss you," he joked as he leaned closer to my face.
I grabbed his face and kissed him. He didn't hesitate to kiss back and wrap his arms around me. I pulled away from the kiss before he went too far.
"What was that for?" he asked looking at me with what I assumed was a head-over-heels expression.
"I guess you were good today...I lied before, so that was my apology," I admitted shyly hiding my face in his chest.
He leaned over to my ear, "Can you keep apologizing to me when we get back to the house?"
I blushed, "No, don't get ahead of yourself, that was only because I was in the wrong."
"Then can you be in the wrong more often?"
"Let's go back to the house, and no it's not to continue, I just think the heat of the sun is getting to your head," I got out of the hug and dragged him to the house.
***
"It's about time you two were back the sun is almost setting and we found something interesting," Rachel had on a smile that usually meant no good.
"What did you find...?" I cautiously asked.
"Well we were snooping around a bit, mostly in Eric's suitcase, and we found this," Rose put a pink bottle on the table.
Is that the god alcohol? How the hell did it end up here?!
Whatever you're thinking, I didn't put that in my bag...
I turned to Cupid to verify that he was telling the truth and he himself held a shocked expression.
"There is a note stuck on it that says: 'Hey Eros, I heard you were going on a trip in a couple of days, have this gift to make things more exciting, - Mel,'" Rose read what was on the paper.
"Yeah, who's Mel and who's Eros?" Rachel questioned suspiciously.
Oh my fucking god it's all over, we'll have to confess to them who you really are, but how do we do it?! This is not good! Oh no!
Relax Dylan, I got this.
I turned to glare at Cupid because I knew for a fact he would get us into more shit.
"Mel is my boss, remember how I said I worked as a bartender? Well, I go by the name Eros like the Greek god in mythology because the bar is love themed, I guess my boss found out about the trip by eavesdropping on a phone call I had with Dylan and decided to sneak it into my suitcase. If you're wondering how she got it in my suitcase Dylan and I asked her to look after the apartment while we were gone so she was there when we were packing. She's a good friend of ours," Cupid managed to lie our way out of the situation on the spot.
"Oh! I see, so, are you sharing?" Rachel fell for it.
I'm so glad she's gullible.
"Sure, but don't drink too much it's really strong," Cupid was about to leave but Rose stood in his way.
Oh god, did she not fall for it?!
"Not so fast pretty boy, we said share meaning you will be joining us along with your 'babe,'" she nodded her head towards me.
That new pet name is a fucking nightmare.
"Actually, I'm not going to be drinking at all because as you all know I was drinking irresponsibly the past couple of months," I explained.
"True," Rachel agreed.
"Fine, but next time, find a better excuse," Rose let me get away with it.
***
"So what were your first impressions of each other?" Rachel asked drinking yet another cup of the alcohol.
"If you really want to know, I thought he was a complete creep," I admitted.
"Pfft! Why?!" Rose stopped drinking a while ago because she was already gone.
"Because he was..."
Well, I can't say he was stalking this lady...
"...uh...he was dressed weirdly and wouldn't leave me alone," I sort of lied.
"Not even! If you have forgotten, you were the one who approached me!" Cupid slurred.
Ugh, he's drunk, I really hope he doesn't do anything weird.
"Oh really? How unlike you," Rachel raised an eyebrow at me.
"Uh...well...he was in my way so I had to tell him to move," I lied yet again.
"That sounds more like you," Rose snorted.
Cupid leaned over to me, "You little lia—"
I covered his mouth before he made things even harder to explain.
"This drunkard never knows what he's saying so don't listen to him!" I smiled trying not to lose my shit.
"As if I'd even remember," Rachel hiccupped.
Well, at least they're out of it.
"Right...anyways what about you guys? I only remember that one day I introduced you to Rose and we all became friends after that," I asked as Cupid grabbed my hand and weirdly held it to his face enjoying the contact.
He's so weird when he's drunk.
I held back a chuckle.
"Well as you know, I met this girl right here," she put an arm around Rose and pointed at her, "when you introduced her to me, and at first I thought she was this nerdy perfectionist, but it turns out she's a cute dork with a good sense of fashion."
"Hey!" Rose blushed, "When I first saw you I thought you were nothing but trouble, so flamboyant, it was too much for me," she irritatedly pinched Rachel's cheeks.
"Alright, alright! I'm sorry!" She pouted.
"I've got a question," Cupid seemed to have woken up from whatever state he was in. "What's your favorite thing about each other?"
"I'll go first!" Rachel excitedly raised her hand.
It's like watching a bunch of kindergartners. It's strange seeing your friends shit drunk, it's like they are completely different people.
"What I like about Rose is that though she comes off as unapproachable, she's actually really kind. The other day she bought some cat food for these stray cats near the apartment, what a sweetheart," she cheered with her cup before downing it.
They're going to blackout soon.
"I guess it's my turn," Rose yawned, "you know what I like about you?" She pointed at Rachel, barely keeping her eyes open, "You're so fucking wonderful, like a ray of sunshine that comes out whenvrplzesusw..." She began talking gibberish.
"Okay guys, I think it's time we go to bed, or at least stop drinking," I put away the bottle of alcohol.
"No waaaaay! So boring!" Cupid whined.
"Not boring, it's being responsible and not wanting to clean up puke off the floor," I pinched his cheek.
"Ow," he mumbled.
I went to lock the doors just in case anyone had the bright idea of trying to go outside. I don't have to worry about them trying to unlock it since they could barely even stand up.
I don't want to wake up to a dead body floating in the lake.
"Alright...Dylan, we're off to bed!" Rachel slurred before trying to make it to her room with Rose following behind her.
I'm so not looking forward to seeing them in the morning, they'll be grumpy with headaches.