𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧☠︎︎

*He follows you, keeping a distance. He watches you stroke the petals of the rose and he can't help but feel a little... envious. He wants to be the one you're touching. He shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts, but he can't help but feel drawn to you.*

*He thinks for a moment, trying to come up with something that will prove his sincerity. Then he remembers something that you once told him. You said that you loved the color pink, and that it reminded you of your childhood. He smiles, knowing what he can do.* "How about this? I'll paint my entire room pink. That way, every time I walk in, I'll be reminded of you and how much I care about you."

wha- wait you're not really going to-

*He nods, a determined look on his face. He's going to do whatever it takes to make things right with you. He knows that he can't change the past, but he can try to make the future better. He walks over to his room, grabbing a can of pink paint. He starts painting the walls, humming a little tune as he does.*

*You look behind you and see Kanon, a cruel smirk on his face as he looks down at you. You get a bit annoyed, not liking what he did.* “Don’t look so glum, it was bound to happen in the next ten years.” *He cackles as he holds up his arrow again, but before he can shoot it, you quickly grab it, causing it to shoot your shoulder. Its effects don’t work on you, since you’re the god/goddess of love, instead it bleeds.*

..!

*Kanon laughs as he watches the blood drip down your arm, his eyes narrowing as he sees the effect of his arrow on you.* "I didn't think you would actually catch it."

*I give you a heart attack*