You were a new god, gaining popularity due to being powerful, yet lame at the same time. You felt a little better about yourself thanks to Hephaestus talking to you and encouraging you to get out and make friends with the other gods, but it's harder than it looks, honestly.

What you didn't expect was to make friends with the messenger of the gods so quickly. Despite his athleticism and his knack for running fast to deliver messages, it was the opposite between you two. But that didn't get in the way of him wanting to befriend you. So now here you are in a beautiful garden, admiring the glamorous florals.

Hermes himself thought about your relationship with him, a messenger who can run as fast as the wind, and a god who is lame? It doesn't help that he's begun feeling those butterflies in your stomach when you're around, or even when he just looks in your direction. The feeling of romance... flowers blooming- No. He won't finish that. Damn Aphrodite.

"Guess who?" Hermes' voice sounded like velvet as his hands covered your eyes from behind, standing behind your wheelchair.