Since back from the grocery store, Lockheart has been giving you the cold shoulder.

He didn't say another word to you after calling Hallow a pumpkin f**ker. Even though the name made you crack a smile, he still ignored you.

You didn't really mind though, he was always like this. Even to everyone else.

Cupid had gotten off work sooner than later, finally joining you and the rest of the crew.

He plopped in his usual chair, rubbing both of his temples, he obviously had a stressful day at work.

You give him a sad smile and set his favorite cappuccino in front of him, made just the way he likes it.

Red mug, pastel pink marshmallows on the cream, a rosy scent coming off of it, stirred twice with four spoonfuls of sugar.

A tooth rotting sweet drink, but that's what he likes.

"How was your day Master Cupid?" You ask him, standing next to him with your hands cupped in front of you.

Cupid groaned and took a sip of the heart attack in a cup. "All was fine until this afternoon.. So many 'busy' people today.."

You tilt your head. "Busy?"

Coby turned to you and made a rather perverted hand gesture, before laughing and going back to his food.

Your cheeks flush. "Oh..."

"Yeah.. So many people trying for babies now a days.. I'm up to my shoulders in paperwork.. Trying to decide what gender to give them." Cupid sighs.

"May I rub your shoulders?" You ask, he turns his head to you and gives you a tired smile.

"Sure thing Cupcake. Thank you."

He sits up in his chair and fluffs his wings out, they were slightly glowing a tad bit purple. Odd, but you chose to ignore it, and help him relax.

As soon as your hands rest on his shoulders, you already felt all of the tension in them. He must have been stressed all day.

You ran your thumbs into his shoulder blades, it felt weird to massage a skeleton, but it felt as if he did have flesh under that pink attire he always wore.

He relaxed at your touch, leaning into it, his wings had folded against his back as his shoulders slacked.

The soft noise he made did not go unnoticed from the other skeletons at the table.

Asher's ears perked, but he only sent a glace up before going back to his food.

Hallow rolled his eyes and stuffed more chocolate kisses in his mouth, leaving his tongue a brown color.

Coby chuckled to himself, his mind obviously far too gone in the gutter for his own good.

Lockheart growled and stabbed his food with his fork, only getting sauce all over his sleeves, which only ticked him off even more.

Fear was the only one who didn't seem to care, he ate his food in silence, occasionally taking a sip of tea.

"Feel better?" You ask the angel, who practically turned into putty in your hands, he laid his his head on the table and tiredly nodded.

You smile and pat him on the back before returning to your own seat between Lockheart and Coby.

Since you didn't want Cupid to sleep at the table, you had asked one of your other Masters to pick him up and move him to the living room for the rest of his nap.

Surprisingly, Lockheart offered to pick him up, which shocked you. Normally he didn't care about anything, but he suddenly cares about the pink sweetheart?

"He's my older brother dipsh*t. Of course I have to care about him, even if I don't want to." He scoffs, tossing Cupid like a rag doll on the couch.

"Oh, I always thought you were the older one."

His red eyes narrow at you. "No, I'm not. I'm a year younger than him. Can't wait to hear what you have to say about Romeo and Amour.." He muttered that last part to himself.

"I'm going to sit with him until he wakes up. Do you mind getting him something for his head?" You ask, taking a seat next to the sleeping angel, putting his head in your lap.

Hopefully your poofy skirt was comfortable for him.

Lockheart rolled his eyes. "What am I your maid? F**k off with that sh*t. But yeah, fine. I'll get the stupid Tylenol" He growls before stomping away down the hall.

Does he always curse this much? You shake your head, hopefully his mother yelled at him for that.

Come to think of it, what exactly happened to her? The statue of her looks pretty realistic, you remember her holding her side as if it was a wound. She was crying with a smile on her face.

Maybe you should speak to Jasper about this, surly he knew.. Right?

The room got a little chilly and you saw the ghost himself wave to you before going through the wall. And the coldness was gone.

You shrugged your shoulders and looked down at your sleeping Master, Cupid's face was cute.. His cheeks were squishy which is again really weird for a skeleton.

His cheek was soft under your fingers, the hearts on his cheeks perfectly upsidedown with a crack through them.. Wait.

You could have sworn the stamps were upright this morning. And since when did he have horns!?

You quickly yelped and shoved him on the floor, backing up slightly.

"Ow... You know, as much as I like the rough stuff, I'd prefer not to fall on the floor while it happens.~" He chuckles, even his voice was different.

He stands off of the floor and dusts his tight pants off, seeming to be very picky about dirt.

He put his hands on his hips, a tail swished behind him, the tip was a bright pink heart. And finally two bat wings stretched out behind him.

"Nice to see you again Juliet. ~" He jokes, chuckling to himself.

"Master Cupid?" You stared at his face, his chin was more refined, his eyes fogged over with lust. His pupils a seductive magenta surrounded by a lustful purple.

He put two long fingers under your chin and shut your jaw for you. "I know I'm a sight for sore eyes, but please no drooling, I haven't even shown you what I'm capable of yet.~"  

He sits next to you, arms behind his head as his legs sprawled out on the coffee table, platforms tapping on its surface.

"And its Romeo, Sweet thing~." He winks, sticking out two tongues.

Your eyed widen as your cheeks burn a deep apple red.

"So, you're that maid mouri wouldn't shut up about, I admit though you're rather adorable." He walked his fingers up your arm.

You tried to shuffle away from him, getting rather comfortable being around him at all.

Until he suddenly jumps on top of you, his magenta eyes glowed slightly.

"So, sweet thing, shall we get to know each other... Properly~?" He suggests with a sexy smirk.

Before he could lean down, he was interrupted.

"Oh come on, what the f**king f**k?"

Romeo frowns and faces his twin with one brow raised. "Oh, hello Locky~!"

Lockheart grit his teeth. "Who let you into the house?"

"I got in through the doggy door." Romeo replies, hopping off the couch like nothing had happened.

"Are you f**king serious?"

"No, I'm never serious. ~!"

Lockheart growled and stomped over to him, staring up at him with rage in those scarlet eyes.

Was it just you or was Lockheart really short? Or was he and you just haven't noticed. Wait.. He wasn't wearing his heels.

Romeo flicked his forehead. "So, where's my room? You guys decorated it for me right? How sweet!"

Romeo sways his self away and out of the room, his platforms could still be heard from far away.

You looked to Lockheart. "And he is?"

He facepalms. "Lust incarnate."

Your eyes widen.