what is done in love is done well.

𖦏₊ ⊹ <series summary> In your universe, Sylus is your beloved character in a game you like to play. In his universe, he acquires a mirror screen of the game… and sees you playing. </>

𖦏₊ ⊹ <series notes> Sylus x Nonmc. Mutual yearning. Sylus and MC are not in a relationship. </>

𖦏₊ ⊹ <an> Eyyy welcome to my first try at a multi-chapter fic! I hope to complete these thoughts brewing in my mind.

There’s gonna be lots of parts but each part may be short, about 400 to 500 words~ (I don’t even dare call them chapters haha but better to write them short than not try at all i guess) I’ll try to make reader as general as possible but she may eventually be an oc later. Enter and enjoy~ </>

[masterlist]

⊹ part 1 - tether

⊹ part 2 - stealth

⊹ part 3 - scour

⊹ part 4 - view

⊹ part 5 - search

<others to follow>

𖦏₊ ⊹ <reminder> Kindly respect the time and effort put into this fic. Do not copy, plagiarize, reproduce, feed to ai, or upload this work elsewhere. But ofc reblogs, tags, and comments are deeply appreciated! ♥️ </>

☆゙ DON'T YOU LOVE ME #𝟢𝟢𝟤

──────── SYNOPSIS ⚘ when you think they don't love you anymore.

𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 . dick grayson. jason todd.

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 . fem reader. obsession. unhealthy attachments. a lil bit of smut (𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄). toxic romance. they're both kinda insane. nothing serious dw. angst with comfort? ⠀ᰔ

DICK GRAYSON

He notices before you say anything.

You stop reaching for his hand first.

You smile...

But it doesn't quite reach your eyes.

You start saying "it's okay" a little too quickly.

Like you're trying not to ask for too much.

But it's fine.

Dick fix it.

You're probably just tired.

You probably just need space.

It's fine he can do it.

He's giving you space.

See?

You should be comfortable now, right?

Right?

"So..."

Hmm?

"...do you still love me?"

What did you just say?

His stomach drops.

Did... did you just say that?

"What?"

"You don't have to lie."

"I'm not—"

"I know people get tired."

Stop.

You're breaking his heart now.

How can you even compare him to other "people"?

He's not other people.

He's Dick. Dick Grayson.

The guy who stalked you for a whole year and then asked you out and has been pretending he likes My Little Pony for three years now because you have a stupid fucking obsession with it.

So no he's not OTHER people.

He's across the room before you can open your mouth again.

Both hands cupping your face.

"Look at me."

You do.

So pretty.

"I love you."

"..."

"I loved you this morning."

A kiss to your forehead.

"I loved you yesterday."

Another.

"I'll love you tomorrow."

Another.

"And every stupid Tuesday after that."

You're crying now.

Awww.

You're such a crybaby.

"Come here baby."

And you do.

You lean into him and let him finally—finally hold you.

Good girl.

Such a good fucking girl.

He spends the rest of the night reminding you.

How much he loves you. How much he wants you. How much he worship you.

He keeps your hips pinned to the bed with his mouth on your clit even though you just squirt in his mouth.

"D-Dick... please..."

Fuck...

You're shaking.

You're breathless.

You're crying from pleasure.

He missed this.

He fucking love this.

He fucking love you and your cute face and your bouncy tits and your soft thighs and your pretty pussy—

Shit.

Did he just...

Damnit.

See what you do to him?

He just cum in his pants. It's all your fault.

And yet you're so fucking dumb you think he doesn't love you—

No not dumb.

He actually don't like to use that word.

It's mean.

He don't want to be mean to you.

He loves you after all.

"Shhh baby don't cry. It's alright, it's over now."

Then he kiss your tears and do the things he does every night.

Little things.

Holding your hand.

Playing with your hair.

Looking at you every few seconds just to smile.

Pretty girl.

His dumb pretty girl.

JASON TODD

He laughs.

It's funny. So fucking funny.

"Good joke babe."

"..."

He actually wipe a tear away.

His baby got a great sense of humor.

Always making him smile and shit.

...

...?

Why are you looking at him like that?

Are you....

Are you actually serious?

"...what?"

"I think..."

You can't even finish.

Oh doll—

"I think you stopped loving me."

...huh?

...he stopped...loving...you...?

His face goes blank.

It's your fault.

You see that Jason?

It's your fucking fault.

"No."

Yes it is.

You fucking cunt.

She fucking hates you.

She's just making excuses to get rid of you.

"..."

Yeah yeah see??

She's not saying anything.

You know it's true.

You're not enough.

You're not fucking enough for her.

Fucking useless worthless piece of meat.

Why don't you just pick your fucking gun and fucking shot yourself—

"No."

He says it louder.

He's shaking.

Like a fucking baby.

Pathetic.

"Who told you that?"

"No one."

"What did I do?"

"It's not—"

"What did I do?"

Of course he did something.

Of course it's him.

He's always the fucking problem.

Ruining shits.

Fuck.

Was it because he beat that coffee guy?? But he was creeping on you!! He had to do something! Couldn't just let that motherfucker do whatever he wanted!!

And you thanked him!!!

Okay okay it wasn't that.

What else? What else? What else? What else did he do??

What did he do?? What did he do??? What did he do???? What the fuck—

"I've just..."

You look away.

"You've been distant."

...

He closes his eyes.

Thanks fucking god.

He was actually about to put a bullet through his own head.

Okay it's fine everything's alright.

He got this. He got this.

"I'm sorry."

"No—"

"No."

He shakes his head. Give you his soft smile. His puppy eyes.

Yeah it's manipulative.

No shit Sherlock.

"This one's on me."

He reaches for your hand carefully.

His face getting closer to yours.

"I get scared."

Closer.

"I know."

Closer.

"So I disappear."

Closer.

"I know."

Closer.

"But I never..."

His voice cracks.

"I never stopped loving you."

"Jason I—"

And then he swallow your words with his lips.

Just shut up and let him love you, yeah?

𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝖼 𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𖹭