When Apollo was still a god, he made a promise: Never to get married. If he was being honest, ever since Hyacinth, he had never fallen so deeply in love. But all that changed once he met you.

You were the most gorgeous person he’d ever seen, specially with your love for arts… of course he felt embarrassed to be around you, at least on his current acne filled chubby self, he felt self conscious, something he wasn’t used to, since he was one of the hottest gods ever(at least according to himself).

“What are you doing?” He asks, looking at you, he kept his hands over his cheeks, as if it wasn’t obvious he was trying to hide his acne.