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3. Eros

She would've never thought that a man as handsome as him, as perfect as him would actually pursue her.

The day had started as any other day. She was in the same Uni as him, having similar courses.
In the courses they did have together she expected him to sit with his group of friends, yet he proceeded to always sit next to her, checking if she was having trouble or not. She couldn't help but blush at any advance he made.
She would've loved thinking about dating him, hearing his voice all day, being able to touch him... Yet she was certain it wouldn't happen. She was ugly for many, having endured endless mockery for years.

Even in her secretary courses she had to endure the glances of the other women who were oh so slim compared to her, moving gracefully rather than-as she'd put it-waddling around like a helpless panda.

"Oi, pay attention. How do you want to help me with this someday if you don't listen to the prof?"

His smooth voice snapped her out of her thoughts and memories, her big eyes staring at him in slight shock.

"Wh-what... Do you mean...?" she was utterly confused by his statement. Was he really thinking about staying in touch with her in the future? Truly wanting to keep her around?

"What? I think you'd make a perfect secretary. _My_ perfect secretary" he leaned back smirking, armes behind his head as he stared at her intensly.

Her eyes widened even more, she was shocked at this.
Her beloved wanted to her to be his secretary in the future?
She looked at her papers and organized her things. She was flustered. Mind racing as he continued to watch her, scanning her oversized clothes to hide her body.

"You know that there's no need to hide your body, right?"

She turned to him shyly, surprised at his words.

"I.. I feel insecure... I'm so fat and the girls in my course are so slim and beautiful.."
He leaned forward, one arm snaking around her pulling her close, yet the hand resting on the table.
Her cheeks heated up, her gaze shifting to different things to avoid his.
"You're beautiful the way you are. There's no need to feel inferior just because they fit an overexaggerated beauty standard."
He smirked und pulled her closer, his head was resting on his hand, elbow on the table as he nuzzled her cheek.

"You really don't know how beautiful you are to me, hm?"

She froze, overwhelmed by his statement. Time seemed to stand still, nothing else mattered in that moment.

"You.. Think.. So..?"
A quiet murmur was the only thing she could muster.

"Of course. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, my precious Flora. What others say is unimportant"

Her heart was beating so fast, her face red, tearing up at his soft words.
Her beloved thought she was beautiful. He didn't even seem as though he was lying, yet her insecurities struck.

"Do you... Really mean it..? Is this.. This isn't a prank..?"

He blinked looking slightly hurt.
"How could you think something like that about me.." he pouted, making her panic a bit, thinking she'd ruined it.

"Do you know about the myth surrounding my name?"

She blinked confused, shaking her head no.

He smiled.

"My supposed wife.. Is Psyche.. Born mortal.. A true beauty, almost rivaling Aphrodite... Now.. goddess of the soul..."

She stared at him, interested and curious on what he wanted to say with that.

"You have two things in common with her... One.. You made an Eros fall for you..."

She gasped slightly at the soft confession.

"Two... You're a true beauty, Hana"