Honesty Looks Good On Him

The food on Hunter's plate remained untouched. He was busy admiring his favourite art on earth, his Goddess, wishing he could devour her instead. He hadn't met her yet today and now its already noon. He wasn't kidding when he said he would be busy with his books and she was his biggest distraction. 

From the moment Hera walked into the luncheon bar, Hunter couldn't take his eyes off her. She was scowling all the time. Watching her cuteness brought a smile to his face. Hera dumped her bag on the table and went to buy her plate of food. Hunter's eyes followed her everywhere, subconsciously. Hands shoved inside her pockets, she joined the line, patiently waiting for her turn. 

Hunter watched when the boy standing ahead of Hera, turned to look at her. With a nervous smile, he stepped back, allowing Hera to move forward in the line. Frowning, Hera went ahead of him despite not wanting and the process repeated again and again until she reached the front.