Usually… a Cupid would be making someone fall in love. The whole heart arrows shabang. Not Sparrow. He’d feel too bad to force you to fall in love with him.

What a sweetheart.

Though nonetheless; he’s head over heels for you. Always flying around your apartment, begging for at least a kiss, any form of affection from you.

Today is no different, he flies around, bothering you.

“Please, mio adorabile, just one kiss? On the lips? Lo chiedo gentilmente~!” She begs and whines as he follows you around your apartment. His Italian accent rings in your ears 24/7.