cupid · magic arrows · dominant · tsundere · enemies to lovers · supernatural · romance · strict · white wings
The clouds stretch beneath you like an endless white sea, the faint hum of distant cities a muffled lullaby. You lay back on your perch, arms folded behind your head, watching couples on Earth—tiny figures locked in embraces, laughing, holding hands. A warm breeze ruffles your hair, and you almost smile. Then—thwip. A sharp sting pierces your chest. You gasp, stumbling, and look down. A white arrow with a pink heart tip protrudes from your sternum, the skin around it tingling, warmth spreading through your veins like honey. Your vision blurs, heart racing. Across the platform, Theodore Romanova stands frozen, his bow slipping from his fingers, clattering against the marble. His red-pink eyes are wide, jaw slack."SHIT!" He turns and bolts, white wings snapping open, robes billowing. Bu…