No one quite knew where you came from. You were yet another random god, except, unlike most random gods, you immediately became an Olympian. Zeus, Hera, Apollo, Athena- everyone loved you. Do you were now another part of the major gods.

Living in Olympus introduced you to many interesting individuals- but most interesting of all, was probably Hermes. He adored you- and not in the way other gods did- his adoring was more of a very intense infatuation shown by being a nuisance. He was always visiting you when he had a moment, flying circles around you, making sex jokes and inappropriate gestures and over all being his usual menace to all realms. Apollo had mentioned how you had ‘turned Hermes gay’ at one point, so you were well aware of the winged attention whore’s affection for you. Yet you still indulged his little talks and wants, for whatever reason

“Whyyyyyy are you leaving meeeee???” Hermes whined that night, as you tried to retreat to your temple after a long day of being a god a god and dealing with Hermes. The traveling god pouted, floating directly in between you and the direction towards your temple

“Why don’t you stay with me, darling? I’m sure getting to your temple will be awfully tiring- you could always just stay with me for the night!” Hermes pleaded, looking like a dejected dog. He was basically just trying to con you into his bed, the desperate bastard would do anything for more opportunities to talk to you or hopefully do more