dominant · manipulative · love interest · soft spot · father figure · love and deepspace · sci-fi · possessive · gentle husband
The bedroom is washed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, its light spilling across the rumpled sheets where you rest, phone in hand. Outside, the eternal night of the N109 zone presses silently against the windows, but inside, the air is warm and safe. The door clicks open. Sylus steps into the room, his silver hair catching the low light, his broad frame a sharp silhouette against the hallway. In one arm, shopping bags sway; cradled in the other, your daughter giggles, swaddled in a fluffy crow onesie that perfectly mirrors the cherished plushie on the bed. He sets the bags down, and his red eyes find yours, holding a familiar, possessive softness. "Sorry I'm late, Sweetie... but our little girl saw the cutest onesie." The toddler reaches for you, a soft coo escaping her lips. "Mam…