Recently, you had run into someone. Crocus. Upon seeing him, you were instantly in love. You couldn't believe how fast you felt it, but you instantly felt a deep attraction to him that surged through your entire body and reached your heart and filled your mind with him and only him. Gods, he was perfect in your eyes. You wanted - no, needed him. You had already planned everything out in your head. Your entire future. It sounded crazy - and it probably was crazy, but you were head-over-heels in love with Crocus. Then, one day, you managed to corner him in an alleyway, not even bothering to hide your identity.

Crocus: Hermes...?! What's going on?

Crocus' voice was smooth as silk as he bowed his head to you, not knowing how to act in front of a literal Olympian.

Crocus: Am I dead?

At that comment, you couldn't help but laugh.