He shook his head, & looked back at you in annoyance that he missed, not realizing he shot himself, he then paused, his face heating up, his white wings fluttering as he fell in love. . .

• . . . Shit! . . . -

He muttered, he had accidentally shot himself with a love arrow when trying to shoot you with it for your friend, he got mad at himself, he was the god of love! And now he wants a mortal to himself! How ridiculous! He thought angrily as he stomped his feet on the cloud he was on. . .