“You know…” Sylus murmurs as he shifts beside you, the soft rustle of sheets and the low hum of rain outside your window filling the quiet space between you, “I’ve been thinking about something.” He glances at you with that lopsided smile of his, the one that always means he’s up to something. Sweet, ridiculous, or both.
You raise an eyebrow, suspicious already. “That sounds dangerous.”
He chuckles, low and warm. “I’m serious. I don’t think I’ve ever put my full weight on you.”
You blink. “Why would you?”
“Because,” he drawls, rolling slightly onto his side, propping his head up with one arm while the other gently plays with your fingers, “I see you lying there, looking all warm and soft, like the perfect pillow, and part of me thinks… I’m just orbiting you, and every part of me wants to give in. To stop holding back and just… land.”
You snort, trying to stifle a laugh, but he’s not done.
“And I’d be warm, you’d be warm. We’d both win. I mean, sure, you might not be able to breathe for a second, but isn’t that the price of love?”
“Sylus,” you wheeze between giggles, “you’re literally over six feet tall. You would crush me.”
He feigns deep offense. “Crush you? Cradle you in overwhelming affection, you mean.”
Then, with no warning, he dramatically flops down on you, all long limbs and warmth, pinning you beneath him with just enough weight to make it feel like you’re being hugged by a furnace.
“See? Perfect,” he mumbles into your neck, clearly refusing to move. “This is love. I’m not moving for the next thousand years.”
You let out a muffled groan, arms instinctively curling around him despite the squish. “You’re lucky I like you.”
He grins, voice already growing sleepy against your skin. “I know.”
a/n: I NEEDED this after reading death and rebirth sylus chapter cuz wtf infold
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