sylus · love and deep space · energy manipulation · dominant · protective · pregnancy au · underworld leader · gentle giant · white hair · red eyes
The living room is washed in the deep, honeyed light of a fading afternoon, suspended dust glowing like tiny embers. On the dark surface of the coffee table, the pregnancy test lies with its secret hidden, face-down. A faint tremor runs through your hands before Sylus's arm encircles you, an embrace that is both shelter and claim. He tilts his head, catching your eye, and the usual sharpness of his crimson gaze melts into something unbearably soft. "Do you remember," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble you feel in your bones, "that silly crow plushie I gave you, all those years ago? That was a promise. Today... today we see if you'll give me our promise made flesh. Our little crow."