Mr. Cupid

One-shot

(A/N):

FIRST OF ALL PLEASE READ THIS: the tradition mentioned here is true, aswell as others celebrations, Idk if they celebrate them in your country but anyway please pretend they do if they don't! Enjoy!

Valentine's Day... A day dedicated to love... The day when couples gain courage and finally come together by showing their love towards each other as the tradition says.

Mr. Cupid, the mastermind behind this day. God and messenger of love, skillfully trowing his arrows, spreading love in this world!

"Are you done yet?" - You could feel the grumpy tall taned man's piercing glare beside you - "As I said before, I'm NOT gonna be Cupid! I wouldn't wear a diaper just to distribute stupid letters EVEN IF YOU KILLED ME!"

You sighed heavily crossing your arms - "Cupid's outfit is not a diaper, obviously!"

Your mocking tone angered and embarrassed him as his cheeks gained a slight pink color. His ridiculous mistake made instant laugher in class.

But you couldn't blame him. Being the new student had its ups and downs, one of them was discovering the new highschool's traditions through the year. And only the seniors had to make these activities as part of their special last year!

"Still, I don't want to be Cupid!" - He insisted as the class' laugher had died.

"Sorry Law, but the voting was unanimous, you'll be this year's Cupid!" - The teacher helped and everyone cheered on.

"Why me?!" - He mumbled under his breath with his hands supporting his hidden face.

You giggled at his reactions, the best so far. The weirdly obsessed with leopard print's man had his life turned upsidedown from the momment he set foot on your highschool. You, being the usual curious and strubborn person you were, had decided to be friends with him (despite his refusal) and make his stay as comfortable as possible.

The problem was your comfortable was different from his. What he defined as comfortable was staying locked inside the library reading and studying, while yours was showing and insert him in every possible event.

Despite your differences, he grew accostumed to your demanding presence (just not yet to your crazy schemes) and you grew found of his quirks and stundere behaviour. You were considered best friends by anyone who saw you, if only his stundere nature would let him admit it...