Waking up lightheaded was usually normal, but waking up lightheaded in a room that wasn't yours was concerning.

Wasn't this Master Cupid's room? You've only been in there once or twice. It was mostly pink like everything he owned.

You laid on his heart shaped bed, covered in a warm red heart lined blanket. Valentine's themed pillows stacked behind you.

Last thing you knew you were with Master Hallow, so how did you get here? Master Cupid and Master Hallow's room were a hallway away from each other right?

Something bright orange stuck out to you amongst Cupid's closet, it looked like he left it open on accident.

Sitting up and crossing your legs over the other you got a better look at it. It was a large orange jacket with a jack-o-lantern face sewed into it. Bright green fluff around the hood, it looked like a it could swallow you whole if you put it on.

Why would Cupid have this? It looked like something Master Hallow would own? Did he take it?

Deciding not to think about it to much you noticed how cozy Master Cupid's room really was. It had dim lights with two of the windows open and it smelled like cotton candy and sugar.

"I see you're awake." Cupid greets you with a smile as he enters the room and shuts his door behind him.

You smile back and give him a small wave. "Yeah, I woke up a little while ago. Did you bring me here?"

Cupid nods walking up to you and holding a first aid kit in his hands, he must have gotten it from the bathroom or from Master Fear.

"I took you to my room really early this morning, Hallow needs his nap or he'll get cranky." Cupid giggles with you as he opens the med kit.

Tracing a finger across your lips, your cheeks flush from the bite from last night.

"Don't worry, I'm going to patch that up for you. You'll feel better in no time!" He beams and dabs a little antiseptic on a cotton ball. "This may hurt a little bit."

It stung and made you wince as the medicine made contact with your wound. Cupid gave you a look of sympathy as you tried to distract yourself by looking at his fluffy pink sweater.

You notice he wasn't wearing his usual scarf like he would every other day. "Where's your scarf?"

Cupid tilts his head, focusing on the bite wound. "Lockheart thought it would be hilarious to spook me and make me spill milk all over it. It's in the wash right now."

You smile, even if he looked a little weird without it he was still cute nonetheless. But it did make you curious as to why he always seemed to hide his neck.

He takes his red glasses off and puts them in his satchel. "There we go! Good as new!"

Your lip was already feeling better, a little tingly but that might be the medicine or the healing magic he used.

"You act like you've done this before." You chuckle in a joking manner, only for Cupid to blush and advert his eyes.

"Whats wrong? Was it something I said?" You ask, putting a hand on his shoulder which made his wings perk a little.

Cupid nods. "Y-yeah, I have had to do this lots of times actually. The first time always hurts the worst."

You tilt your head, lifting a brow as he slowly pulls down the collar of his sweater, letting it hang loosely off his shoulder, revealing lots of bite marks.

He adverts his eyes and blushes a passionate pink. Most of the bites looked old, but the one on his neck just below his jawline looked more recent, some even had pink Band-Aids on them.

"Cupid, i-.. I don't know what to say." You say in shock, they lined his shoulder and to his forearm. You guess that would explain the gloves and sweaters.

He giggles shyly. "I guess my blood type is irritable.." He quickly covers it up again, returning his sweater back to the way it was before.

"A-anyway, you can take the day off to recover! Unless you want to help me out in the kitchen?" He says changing the topic.

"Um, sure I can help if you'd like. What are we making?"

"Cupcakes!" His wings flutter in pure joy.

Cooking with Cupid was far more fun than you thought it would be. He even gave you a silly chef hat and a spare apron.

While you waited for the cupcakes to finish baking, You kept an eye on Cupid. It was oddly entertaining to watch him scurry about the kitchen just to get things ready.

"Cupid, is Valentines your favorite holiday?" You ask him, while sorting through the sprinkles.

Cupid giggles. "Is it that obvious? Its the day of true love! Passing out sweets to your sweetheart! All the happy couples in the streets holding hands just makes my halo glow brighter!"

"Although, I usually spend it alone! D-don't worry too much about it! I'm perfectly fine with it! You don't need a man to make your life sweet!" He smiles stirring the icing mixing ref with white to make a princess pink.

"How to you celebrate it then?"

"Usually I sit in my room and watch corny romance films on my laptop and eat dozens of cookies then pass out." He answers with a slight chuckle.

You nod silently relating to him, you'd think the god of love himself would have a sweetheart right? Apparently not.

For once since you've been here, all of your masters were sitting at the dining table talking amongst each other. Except Master Fear who just seemed occupied with his poetry.

Hallow was messy with his, and he had eaten almost five of them already. Knowing of his sweet tooth it didn't surprise you.

Coby tried to eat his cupcakes in peace but the vipers on his head had other plans, swooping down to take licks of the icing as he groaned in annoyance. 

Asher ate his normally, but he still got icing on his face. Where was he today? He smelled like sweat and metal. Maybe he was out in the garage again.

Fear sat silently, barely eating his at all, only drinking his tea and writing his poetry. He must not have a sweet tooth.

Lockheart sat at the end of the table looking annoyed as usual with his rbf. He picked at his cupcakes.

Cupid and you ate them normally, your heart felt warm. For once... You finally felt like you belonged.