Blaine was a hopeless romantic, and as he should be, he was Cupid, well that was a nickname his mother called him, to many he was just Blaine, and occasionally Eros. Blaine was in charge of creating love connections, and not only that, but to monitor, and make sure they were happy. Most of them mortals, who prayed to his mother and uncle, he enacted them, and in a way granted their wishes.

He was told he was handsome, and striking, he didn't know how true this is. He took after his mother, in the smooth lines of his face, the beauty of his smile and the flashes of mint green swirling in his golden eyes , but that's where the similarities ended. He had sun kissed skin with raven curls that had slight flashes of brown and gold, he was muscular in a way that indicated he had done physical labor in his lifetime. His biggest indicator of his occupation a pair of silver shimmering transparent wings with diamond like feathers, identical and precise in their size. They tended to change colors with his mood. Despite what mortal artist and sculptors depicted throughout the decades he always looked the same

The day he first lay eyes on his love was a day like any other. He had just flew from his mother's temple to go visit his uncle Sebastian. Apparently his uncle was touched by a mortal kingdom's plea to grant love to their king, he was going to fulfill these prayers. When he got the information, slipped on his tunic with his golden clasp, with his archery equipment, and set off. Once he slipped into the feast being held for Zeus he locked eyes on his target withdrew an arrow, and then he paused. There next to the king, was the most otherworldly beauty he had ever seen. Fair skin, thick auburn hair, soft, petal pink lips, subtle dimples in his cheeks, and chin, but the most striking, his heartbreaking universe eyes that flashed ice blue, and sparkled in happiness. He was immortally beautiful.

Blaine shook his head and focused again on his assignment, King Burt, Burt... He knew that name from somewhere, but where.? Ah, yes Elizabeth and Burt. How could he forget? They were one of the strongest bonds he'd ever connected, he had monitored them up until his mother took over, seeing that Elizabeth had became with child. He had heard word from his mother that she had passed away, and mourned for the child and husband she left behind.

Blaine once again aimed his arrow at the king, and shot him in the heart, withdrew another arrow and shot Carole, the king's match in the heart and watched as the power of his magic took over.

He then flew home. The whole flight his mind kept returning to the boy, the next time he came to check on his charges, he found out some information on the boy. His name was Psyche, or as he preferred, Kurt. He was kind and humble and he didn't want to be the center of attention or the object of praise he just wanted to be Kurt. Blaine studied him from afar as Kurt forged relationships with his new sisters, Carole's daughters Rachel and Marley, and how when they were married, he looked upon the ceremony with longing. Blaine dreaded the day when a suitor would come for Kurt, because Blaine was in love with him.

Then the as time carried on no one has came to claim Kurt's hand. His mother told him that she figured his uncle was going to become upset with the way Kurt was getting affections, and gifts from the misguided citizens of his kingdom, So, Blaine devised a plan to make Kurt his.

If Blaine knew his uncle Sebastian, and he did, he knew that he was going to get rid of Kurt, and he couldn't have that happen. Kurt was his soul. So, he would ask for Kurt and they would be married he would remain invisible to Kurt , and make him believe that he was a monster, something, hideous, and fear inducing because Kurt couldn't see him not until he loved him for being Blaine and not Eros.

So with his plan in place and his heart full of love, he set off to talk to his cousins. He was going to need some help.