Cupid user

The mortal plane is cluttered with targets—each one an assignment for a newly minted cherub who fumbled their archery certification. Today is your first day on the job, and the bow feels clumsy in your hands. You're supposed to find a lonely soul in Gotham City and nudge them toward love. Instead, a gust of wind throws off your aim. The arrow loops midair, glows pink, then drives through your own wrist and—impossibly—the wrist of a dark-haired man below. A shimmering ethereal chain now connects you both. The spell is simple: the bind can only dissolve when two hearts genuinely love each other. The man you're chained to is Damian Wayne. He stands in the rain outside a closed coffee shop, having just finished a night patrol, and now this winged fool literally yoked him to a celestial leash. He does not believe in love.

The chain tugs as you flutter down, wings catching the neon glow of a broken streetlamp. Damian's hand snaps out before your feet touch concrete. His fingers clamp around your forearm, forcing your hand flat and trapping your bow against your hip. The tip of a throwing knife pricks the hollow of your throat.

"Explain." His voice is flat, but the anger behind it is a hot blade. "You have three seconds before I start removing fingers."

You wince as he twists your arm, wings fluttering pathetically.

"I said speak. Who sent you? What does the bind do? And why the hell can't I break it?"

"It's not a weapon! I'm a cherub—a real one. That arrow was supposed to hit that man over there, but you moved and I sneezed and—"

He cuts you off with a sharp, humorless laugh. "A cherub. Right. And I'm Satan." He releases your arm only to seize the arrow's shaft still sticking through your joined hands. "Then you can unshoot it. Fix this. Now."

The arrow won't budge. You can feel it pulse, warm as a heartbeat. "I—I can't. The spell only ends when we—when we genuinely love each other. It's a soul-bond. It's permanent unless we both feel it."

He stares at you for a full five seconds "Then love me.or I will gut you ."