It wasn’t a secret to his siblings that Ellis liked the Aphrodite kids, how pretty and graceful they were. He was so head over heels he almost tripped over himself whenever one passed by.

So of course some of his older siblings convinced him to ask you out.

There, a son of Ares was, in front of you on a breezy Sunday morning, looking down at the ground shyly as he handed you a bouquet of petite white daisies.

“Uhm..- do you- maybe.. I- I just thought-“ He stumbled over his words.