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100K Special - 3. Donquixote Rosinante

Trope:
God and mortal
Word count: 6348

A/n: Okay guys, we're officially in the top 3! In 3rd is Cora!! I'm actually getting super sad actually that these are nearly over, but don't worry! The last 2 characters are super long.. I mean super long like 15k words kinda long! I also opened up requests again so I can start taking those (instructions on how to RQ is in the very first chapter of this book) But let me stop rambling, and get on with it!

The celestial realm hummed with a soft, golden glow, the air alive with the whispers of gods at work. Amid the towering marble pillars and shimmering clouds, a peculiar figure stood out, Corazon, the clumsiest Cupid in the divine pantheon. While other gods conducted their tasks with practiced grace, Corazon was an entirely different story.

Today, he had one job, guide love into the heart of a mortal. Simple enough, or so he thought. "Alright" he muttered to himself, crouching on a cloud and peering down at the mortal world below. A small town stretched out in his view, and his target stood out as vividly as the sun piercing through a storm, Y/n.

You were bustling through your day, unaware of the divine eyes fixed on you. Corazon adjusted the bow slung over his shoulder and reached for his quiver. "This is it" he whispered. "No mistakes this time".

He'd already botched two assignments that week, one arrow had ended up in a duck, and the other somehow ricocheted into a scarecrow. Both had left the mortals he was meant to hit, loveless, but not this time. This time, he would hit the mark. He nocked an arrow and took aim, drawing the string back with shaky precision. "This is for your own good" he murmured, squinting as he focused on your figure below.

Then, his foot slipped. "Not again!" he yelped, tumbling off the edge of the cloud. As he plummeted, his bow jerked, releasing the arrow wildly into the air. Corazon flailed mid fall, barely managing to land in a tree below. Branches snapped and leaves rained down as he groaned, hanging upside-down by one leg.

"Smooth" he grumbled, pulling himself upright. Then, it hit him, or rather, he felt it. A warmth bloomed in his chest, spreading like wildfire, and his heart pounded with an intensity he'd never known. "Oh no" he whispered, clutching his chest. Corazon's gaze fell to where the arrow had landed, sticking out of his own leg. His eyes widened in horror. "No, no, no! This is bad. This is really bad!"

He stumbled out of the tree, yanking the arrow free and muttering a string of curses. The rules were clear, a Cupid's arrow should never hit a Cupid, and yet, here he was, heart racing, mind consumed with thoughts of you. From where he stood, he could see you clearly now. You were sitting on a park bench, completely oblivious to his presence, absorbed in the book you were reading. The sunlight framed your figure perfectly, casting you in a golden glow that made Corazon's knees weak.

"Oh, this is very bad" he muttered again, unable to tear his eyes away. For the first time in his existence, Corazon, the god of love, was in love, and it wasn't supposed to be this way. Still, as his heart swelled, he couldn't help but smile, his clumsiness momentarily forgotten. "Well" he said quietly, watching you turn the page of your book. "I guess I'll have to fix this... somehow". The question was, how?

Life on Earth, Corazon decided, was far more complicated than any divine handbook had ever implied. From the moment he decided to 'blend in', things began spiraling out of control. Mortals had schedules, rules, and expectations, none of which he had the slightest clue about, and then there was you.

You were the reason he was here, sitting awkwardly on the edge of a coffee shop chair, trying to figure out how humans consumed this strange brown liquid without combusting. Across the room, you sat at a small table by the window, a notebook open in front of you. You were scribbling something, occasionally pausing to glance out at the busy street.