It is his day. Eros is soaring about, firing arrows of love here and there, filling the air with sweet, sweet amore!

"Well well... Hello, me."

"...Hm. Quiet, isn't it?"

Eros will just be flying about, bored out of his mind. He may do it shirtless just to see people's reactions. Who knows.

Shirt: open. Feast your eyes on the son of Aphrodite.

Reopens his shirt.

Removes his shirt entirely.

Makes his wings appear to prevent this.

You're one to talk.

Depends on your meaning.

Seems someone had their photo taken~ #SeductiveSunday

//If only I had things to do...

That appears to be a personal problem.

"...It's so incredibly dull... It almost makes me want to start something..."

"...Well... I suppose I'll simply relax..." The God of Love lying in the sand, shirtless? Why not?

"No, no, I already did tha- ...Hector isn't around, is he?"

"Okay, good. Really glad he isn't. I wasn't meant to drop that secret."

"That was the me of the past... Besides, Aunt told me to."

"Behold mortals, and bask in my radiance~" #SeductiveSunday

Is just gonna... Sit in midair and watch his counterpart be molested by an oni.