My Venus!

You are a Cupid that shoots arrows at people with low self-esteem to help them love themselves more. Describe a typical day for you.

“That talent isn’t hidden from everyone” Cupid chuckles

It is very happily returned,Soft blushing and gently picking up Cupid to hold him close,nuzzling their noses together as he smiles. “And you call me a poet,baby.”

Cupid giggles and nuzzles back. His arms wrapped around Soft’s neck gently. “You are a poet. In actions and sometimes in words.” He purrs

“You sweetheart…God,I’d be lost without you. I love you so much.” Soft kisses Cupid’s cheek.

“I love you more~.” He hums happily at the kiss

It is very happily returned,Soft blushing and gently picking up Cupid to hold him close,nuzzling their noses together as he smiles. “And you call me a poet,baby.”

Cupid giggles and nuzzles back. His arms wrapped around Soft’s neck gently. “You are a poet. In actions and sometimes in words.” He purrs

Cu groaned in annoyance and took the fan to start putting more cool air on himself. “This is torture. Why did the AC have to break?”

“That is a question for someone who actually knows mechanics.” Even though it was far too hot out,Soft was still in flannel and pants. “I know it’s bad,Cu…”

“Says the man that is sweating his flannel off,” Cupid groaned and rolls onto his stomach. “We are going to die if we can’t cool off soon.”

“We won’t die. Let me go get you something to drink,okay?” Soft offers. “I’m doing what I can,and Engi’s working on the AC. And…you know why I have this still on.”

“I know. I know. I’m just cranky. I really hate being all sweaty.”

“I get it…I’ll be back with something to drink.” Soft slips out of the room,and soon returns with a jug of lemonade and two cups.

Cupid has taken to laying in front of one of the electric fans with his tank off now. He gives a weak smile at the sight of the lemonade

Soft jokingly whistles at that. “All for me?” He teases with a wink,pouring a full glass and holding it out for Cupid.

“If you are into disgusting, sweaty man.” Cupid rolls his eyes and takes the cup. Just pressing the cold glass to his cheek.

“Shush. You aren’t disgusting. If you really want to cool down,take a cold shower.” Soft slowly rolls up his sleeves partially– showing off the essential mountain of scars, some larger than others. He was alone with Cupid,after all,and Soft knew Cupid was trustable, not to mention the man had seen them before.

Cu glances up at him. “If I did that we would somehow run out of cold water,” he sighs and finally takes a sip of the drink. “You sure you don’t want to strip down a bit? I don’t want you getting heat stroke.”

A small chuckle. “I would if I knew I’d be in this room for the rest of the day and not running around for the rest of the day like I normally do…” A hand finds the scarred,scarred shoulder that was a main reason he wore flannels all day long. “Thank you for the concern,Cupid. I should be okay.”

“If you pass out I am not dragging your ass to the van,” A long swing of the lemonade and he is back to curling up in front of the electric fan. Wings printed on his back facing the other as he gets his face in the blast. 

“Thanks,love.” Soft snorts. “I’ll just drink a little more water and try and stay in the shade. Remember the first time you tried to snuggle me in the summer?”

“Yes and I would rather not. That was a disaster.”

“I thought you put glue on your body.” Soft laughs. “That was a bad night.”

“It is why we still have our separate rooms. To save us from that. Also why I did not invite you into the cold shower you suggested.”

“Probably because you’re hot and sweaty and not thinking properly?”

“Or I am thinking how I want to be selfish with cold water.”

“Not like we can run out…” Soft hums. “I was planning on giving you a massage while we were in there,but…”

“Cold water massage? Isn’t that counter intuitive?”

“You’re a smart guy. Good at love. Good with words. So can you help me with something?” Pie Jim holds out a small chocolate pie. “I brought payment too. There’s more if you help.“ 

“Well this would be the first time I was ever called smart,” He takes the pie and puts it away. “Payment was not needed but I will take it. What do you need?”

“I need you to convince my brother that fancy talking isn’t important.” Pie takes out another pie, this one a dark chocolate fudge. “In essence, I’m asking you to be my lawyer.” A chocolate mousse pie is brought out. “He’s annoying.” A final pie, chocolate ice cream with a chocolate cookie crust, is placed at the end of the pie line. 

“Um…how do I do that exactly? You are aware that what is considered ‘fancy talk’ is one of my defining traits, yes?”

“Exactly! He’s gonna listen to you!” Pie Jim gets up, heading towards his brother’s room. “C'mon, let’s go." 

“I...um...okay?” Cupid is unsure about this

Cu groaned in annoyance and took the fan to start putting more cool air on himself. “This is torture. Why did the AC have to break?”

“That is a question for someone who actually knows mechanics.” Even though it was far too hot out,Soft was still in flannel and pants. “I know it’s bad,Cu…”

“Says the man that is sweating his flannel off,” Cupid groaned and rolls onto his stomach. “We are going to die if we can’t cool off soon.”

“We won’t die. Let me go get you something to drink,okay?” Soft offers. “I’m doing what I can,and Engi’s working on the AC. And…you know why I have this still on.”

“I know. I know. I’m just cranky. I really hate being all sweaty.”

“I get it…I’ll be back with something to drink.” Soft slips out of the room,and soon returns with a jug of lemonade and two cups.

Cupid has taken to laying in front of one of the electric fans with his tank off now. He gives a weak smile at the sight of the lemonade

Soft jokingly whistles at that. “All for me?” He teases with a wink,pouring a full glass and holding it out for Cupid.

“If you are into disgusting, sweaty man.” Cupid rolls his eyes and takes the cup. Just pressing the cold glass to his cheek.

“Shush. You aren’t disgusting. If you really want to cool down,take a cold shower.” Soft slowly rolls up his sleeves partially– showing off the essential mountain of scars, some larger than others. He was alone with Cupid,after all,and Soft knew Cupid was trustable, not to mention the man had seen them before.

Cu glances up at him. “If I did that we would somehow run out of cold water,” he sighs and finally takes a sip of the drink. “You sure you don’t want to strip down a bit? I don’t want you getting heat stroke.”

A small chuckle. “I would if I knew I’d be in this room for the rest of the day and not running around for the rest of the day like I normally do…” A hand finds the scarred,scarred shoulder that was a main reason he wore flannels all day long. “Thank you for the concern,Cupid. I should be okay.”

“If you pass out I am not dragging your ass to the van,” A long swing of the lemonade and he is back to curling up in front of the electric fan. Wings printed on his back facing the other as he gets his face in the blast. 

“Thanks,love.” Soft snorts. “I’ll just drink a little more water and try and stay in the shade. Remember the first time you tried to snuggle me in the summer?”

“Yes and I would rather not. That was a disaster.”

“I thought you put glue on your body.” Soft laughs. “That was a bad night.”

“It is why we still have our separate rooms. To save us from that. Also why I did not invite you into the cold shower you suggested.”

“Probably because you’re hot and sweaty and not thinking properly?”

“Or I am thinking how I want to be selfish with cold water.”

Cu groaned in annoyance and took the fan to start putting more cool air on himself. “This is torture. Why did the AC have to break?”

“That is a question for someone who actually knows mechanics.” Even though it was far too hot out,Soft was still in flannel and pants. “I know it’s bad,Cu…”

“Says the man that is sweating his flannel off,” Cupid groaned and rolls onto his stomach. “We are going to die if we can’t cool off soon.”

“We won’t die. Let me go get you something to drink,okay?” Soft offers. “I’m doing what I can,and Engi’s working on the AC. And…you know why I have this still on.”

“I know. I know. I’m just cranky. I really hate being all sweaty.”

“I get it…I’ll be back with something to drink.” Soft slips out of the room,and soon returns with a jug of lemonade and two cups.

Cupid has taken to laying in front of one of the electric fans with his tank off now. He gives a weak smile at the sight of the lemonade

Soft jokingly whistles at that. “All for me?” He teases with a wink,pouring a full glass and holding it out for Cupid.

“If you are into disgusting, sweaty man.” Cupid rolls his eyes and takes the cup. Just pressing the cold glass to his cheek.

“Shush. You aren’t disgusting. If you really want to cool down,take a cold shower.” Soft slowly rolls up his sleeves partially– showing off the essential mountain of scars, some larger than others. He was alone with Cupid,after all,and Soft knew Cupid was trustable, not to mention the man had seen them before.

Cu glances up at him. “If I did that we would somehow run out of cold water,” he sighs and finally takes a sip of the drink. “You sure you don’t want to strip down a bit? I don’t want you getting heat stroke.”

A small chuckle. “I would if I knew I’d be in this room for the rest of the day and not running around for the rest of the day like I normally do…” A hand finds the scarred,scarred shoulder that was a main reason he wore flannels all day long. “Thank you for the concern,Cupid. I should be okay.”

“If you pass out I am not dragging your ass to the van,” A long swing of the lemonade and he is back to curling up in front of the electric fan. Wings printed on his back facing the other as he gets his face in the blast. 

“Thanks,love.” Soft snorts. “I’ll just drink a little more water and try and stay in the shade. Remember the first time you tried to snuggle me in the summer?”

“Yes and I would rather not. That was a disaster.”

“I thought you put glue on your body.” Soft laughs. “That was a bad night.”

“It is why we still have our separate rooms. To save us from that. Also why I did not invite you into the cold shower you suggested.”