I sat up in bed, panting.
I held my head, "What was that..?" The dream was in third person, but my mind erased the memory of the main character. Except the last part.. I was the main character, since it went in first person.
I looked down at my necklace, "Cupid.." I whispered.
Not even a minute past before I heard a knock on my window.
I rushed out of bed, opening the window for him.
I let out a giggle, "Um, what did you do to your hair?" I raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"What?" Cupid gave me his puppy eyes, "You don't like it?"
His hair went from its usual curly texture to a soft looking one.
"At least you didn't change the color. Blonde suits you."
"You think?" Cupid smiled and touched his hair. He cleared his throat and I looked at him to see his eyes widen
"What happened to your legs?!"
"Art class." I lied, "Felt like giving myself some new...Pants?"
I nervously chuckled and Cupid shrugged.
That was the first time I lied to Cupid.
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A Taste of Winter ~Jack Frost x Reader~ [✔]
RomanceOne of the oldest Spirits, the Grim Reaper, likes to keep a low profile. The Grim Reaper knows everything there is to know about each and every of the Spirits and Guardians. The Grim Reaper thinks it'll stay like this, lonely and quiet, until she op...