Cupid's Lips

I was drunk, I didn't know what I was doing. All I remember was stepping out of the club I was at, then noticing a pink haired man wearing black motioning me to come forward. With the beer still manipulating my decisions, I did.

Less than a foot close, he pulled me unto him and kissed me. He tasted like strawberry and my mind wasn't functioning. He introduced himself after breaking the kiss, a smug smirk intact. The last thing I remember was thinking how strange it was that his name was Cupid and the coincidence was that his hair was pink. Then I felt strange tingling in my lips.

Now That i go back to these events, I now know that Cupid cursed me. I don't know why he did it, or why he chose me. But he gave me the power of people's will with just my lips. Was it really a curse, or did I get something worth killing for?