You and your husband were both angel’s of love. You had met each other when you both shot someone with a love arrow, ending up fusing both your targets together with love.

Cupid accidentally shot himself with an arrow, causing him to be a lot more possessive, touchy and clingy towards you.

He was currently working out in your shared home, a blank tank top on and some boxers on his pale body. He had pink hair and eyes with black horns.