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texts with Caleb 💬
Note : a little suggestive towards the end
Rafayel x reader msgs 💬 ノ♡
It's my first time doing this so I hope you like it
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Tags : Sylus x reader ( main relationship )
I've been wanting to post for a while 🤠
hun_tress
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hun_tress too under dressed for an auction?
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skye_28 and yet, you managed to steal all the attention tonight.
→ hun_tress says the man who could barely introduce me to the crowd 😮💨
→ Skye_28 can't blame a guy for being protective over his woman
mama_tara ZOO WEE MAMA 😛😛 LET ME HIT ONCE PLEASE 🥺
→ hun_tress meet me at my place? 👀
→ skye_28 should I be concerned?
→sum.osy is it time to open the closet tara?
→ mama_tara @sum.osy I've always been for the girlies wdym :p
→ jen_nah how am I not surprised by this :/
sum.osy MOTHER HAS FED US 🙌🏻
cable.404 a literal goddess has blessed my eyes 🙂↕️
→ hun_tress I've always had the better genes ;)
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Skye_28 Art looking at art
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mama_tara God I've seen what you do for others 🙏🏻
→ sum.osy @hun_tress she's gonna go all out tonight too
→ grey_s0n is this a sign for me to take my chances?
→ hun_tress DR GREYSON WITH THE RIZZ WTF
→ mama_tara @grey_s0n dm me 🤭
luke_4d1 bro is the ultimate rizzler 🥶
→ skye_28 what's a rizzler?
hun_tress I've gotta admit, your photography skills are getting better
→ Skye_28 well I'm scared to get scolded for getting the wrong angle like last time
→ kie_ran well, at least now I know why boss was clicking multiple pictures of that vase 😔
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hun_tress me and my man going out in style ;)
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yvo_knee Couple goals for real !!
z4yne you look stunning, as always
→ hun_tress omg Zayne your compliments are always appreciated 🥺
Skye_28 my looks only shine because of you, sweetie ;)
→ hun_tress when are you coming back home?
→ Skye_28 threatening me with a good time?
→sum.osy GET A ROOM WTF 😒
→luke_4d1 @kie_ran looks like we'll need to lock mephie again...
mama_tara BITING MY PHONE RN CUZ ALL I SEE IS SMOKING HOT
sum.osy this gives off major 'mafia couple' energy
→ skye_28 she is definitely the boss in the relationship
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hun_tress feeling like I have stepped into the early 1800s
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mama_tara girl how were you able to get the tickets-
→ hun_tress turns out skye loves these
→ Skye_28 never underestimate the power of a fruit vendor
→ just_andrew @skye_28 you hiring?
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Skye_28 maybe all the rom-coms were right all along
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kie_ran at least give credits to the photographer:(
→ hun_tress potential career fr
hun_tress maybe we should star in a rom-com
→ Skye_28 nothing beats "27 dresses" though.
→ luke_4d1 wait hold up- SINCE WHEN DID HE STARTED WATCHING ROM COMS??? WITHOUT ME??
→ kie_ran you gotta realise we are the side characters luke
grey_s0n @mama_tara us?
→ sum.osy soft launch?? 👀
→ z4yne i am rooting for this relationship
→yvo_knee I see you finally gave into my advice ;)
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LADS MASTERLIST
GENERAL
Gentle Ways (fluff)
Awake in the middle of the night pt1 (fluff)
Awake in the middle of the night pt2 (fluff)
Type of content they watch
Dumb ways to die (suggestive)
Texts with raf
Instagram posts (Sylus)
ONESHOTS
SYLUS
I'll take care of you
You've never liked being sick. Hate the way when your body just stops functioning the way you want it to. So what do you do when you're caught with a fever? You go on a solo mission just because.
Sylus catches you and takes you to his mansion, making it his duty to take care of you even though you still don't trust the man completely, yet even after shooting a bullet through him.
Those lips
You and Sylus are invited to go to an auction.
Having never worn any of the custom made gifts Sylus has delivered at your doorstep, you decide to put on a dark red gloss to match with the silk black dress Sylus had designed for you for the special occasion.
And Sylus can't stop looking at your lips like they are candy.
How can she just sit there and laugh..
Fluff + pre-relationship
Everyone has a moment. A moment when time slows down and all that they can see is them. A moment where their heart beats so loud in their chest that they cannot breathe.
For Sylus, it was seeing you laugh openly for the first time.
Caught with a cold
The twins caught a cold and refuse to drink cough syrup for the life of them. Sylus is tired, always failing at taunting them. But now he has a secret weapon that he can use. You.
ZAYNE
Missing you
Fluff + comfort
Zayne was gone out of town to complete a very important surgery he had been assigned to. Although, you were very proud of him for having achieved such a role, you knew you would miss him dearly. Even if it was just for a week.
DRABBLES
CALEB
Dance with me
Fluff x corny.
Just Caleb being the observant man he is.
SYLUS
Before you
Pure, tooth rotting fluff
Lean down to hear you
Suggestive + fluff
ZAYNE
Hear my heart
Suggestive+ fluff
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Hear my heart
Ft : Zayne
Tags : kissing, hugging, slight suggestive, pet names (ofc)
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(So sorry this was later than expected )
There was one word that could never exist in Zayne's dictionary.
"Freedom."
Everyday, At 5 o'clock in the morning, he would be woken from his sleep by the monotonous buzz of his alarm clock at his bedside. He would set an alarm for 15 minutes, because he knew that the first bus would arrive at 5.30 and it took a 10 minute walk just to reach the stop.
He would be the first to punch in his arrival card, and the last to leave the hospital. It was not easy being a heart surgeon, after all.
But when he'd arrive back home by near midnight, his shoulders would slump, bag sliding off and falling to the ground with a faint "thump".
He would take a long shower, spacing out whilst the lukewarm water would roll down his cheeks, thinking about all the lives he could have saved. And then fall onto his bed, eyes slowly closing before he heard his phone vibrate at his side.
Her
"Good night Zayne 🫶🏻 are you feeling better now?"
He read the message almost ten times, trying to think of a proper answer. The blood in his ears pulsed as his fingers hovered over the keyboard.
You
"Good night, darling. Yes, I feel much better now."
Her
"Did you eat anything? don't you dare say you had leftovers again!!"
Even though he couldn't hear your voice, his lips curled upwards, imagining you scolding at him.
You
"I wasn't that hungry tonight...Hope you can forgive me?"
"Also, don't forget about your appointment tomorrow."
Her
"This is the last time, Zayne 😡"
"And of course, I won't miss it this time :')"
The air conditioner silently hummed in Zayne's office, the bright yellow glow of sunlight being the only source of light filling it.
His office contained a distinct smell of pure alcohol and antiseptics, walls covered with various charts like the labelled human heart and posters on how to prevent heart problems along with motivational quotes. His shelves were stacked with files and reports on all the patients treated by him.
Your report, on the other hand, was kept in his drawer, separated from the rest.
He checked his watch again, contemplating whether to call you or send another message to remind you about the appointment. Before he could pick up his phone two knocks fell against his door.
"Come in." His voice asserted.
Your head peeked from the gaps and his eyes softened on seeing the face he so adored. Your features blossomed into a sheepish grin. "Sorry for being so late.."
He got out of his seat, hands resting on your hips as his head dipped to meet your lips with his. "You know I don't mind, darling." He gestured for you to sit on the leather seat, taking out his stethoscope from the drawer that also contained your report. "Any trouble breathing this time?" He leaned down in front of your face, resting the diaphragm of the instrument against your chest. Your face slightly flushed. "N-no. Your breathing exercises really helped."
He smirked under his breath, his face now inching closer to yours. "Then why is your heart beating so fast?"
"Well obviously if someone has their face so close to yours you'll be nervous, won't you?" You mutter quickly, ears glowing red as you push him away.
"I missed you." His words caught you off guard. He leaned against his desk, hands resting at his sides.
"I missed you too, Zayne.." You got up from your seat, arms wrapping around his neck as his fingers trailed up your spine, rubbing slow circles on your back. His lips kissed your shoulder blade and you flinched at the sudden contact.
His kisses slowly went up your neck to your face, kissing your cheeks and your forehead till they landed centimetres from your lips. As you leaned closer, he leaned back, head now turned to pull out your file. You pouted.
"You did that on purpose." You huffed.
"I did what on purpose?" He couldn't control his smile.
"Zayn-!" He suddenly pulled you towards him kissing your lips. His tongue swiped against your skin, savouring the taste before pulling back.
"I see you paid a visit to the desert cafe."
Days like this were cherished by him, days where he could let down his guard and be the cunning yet playful boy that he was. Days where he could fill the void of his space with your laughs and giggles as he'd tickle your bare skin flushed against his.
Days where freedom existed. Only for him.
Gentle ways
"Love is kind, love is fair."
Way the Lad Men show their love for you.
Fluff x corny
Ft: Sylus, Caleb, Zayne, Xavier, Rafayel
An: Ive spent days making this, hope it was worth it 🥲
SYLUS
𓅂 He knows how capable you are when it comes to defending yourself. Yet, he knows that you won't always come out unscathed. He tends to all the wounds you receive during your failed missions, his lips slowly grazing every bruise and cut that marked your skin.
"I should have been there.." He frowns, wrapping the gauze around your waist.
𓅂Anytime you complain about your body being too stiff, he's already there- taking off your clothes and massaging your shoulders and feet with essential aromatic oils he once stumbled on during one of his weekly shopping sprees.
𓅂 He loves to dress you up. I mean, he'll keep an entire closet full of dresses that cost more than your apartment, just for you to wear them in events.
𓅂You're uncomfortable in your heels? He's already got the counters tucked under his fingers as he lifts you off the ground using one arm. Anytime you complain about being too heavy for him he simply looks at you like you've gone nuts.
"Darling, why do you think I work out so much?" He smirks.
𓅂You had a bad day at work? He already knows. By the time you come home, he's already sitting on the sofa, the coffee table displaying all your favourite drinks, snacks and dvds.
"A little birdie told me that a particular kitten could not enjoy her day.." His hands glide through your soft locks, wiping the tears off your cheeks as you vent to him about the amount of work that you had to deal with.
𓅂 Anytime you both get into an argument, he'll always make sure to find ways to make you talk to him first. For example, he'll purposefully tighten all the jars you have, hide away your weapons or shoes, and always place the remotes on the highest shelves that only he can reach.
CALEB
→You always found it hard to braid your hair- often getting confused between which section to bind first. Eventually, you stopped trying all together, choosing to wear a simple ponytail instead. But he noticed.
So, he learned it for you. It became a sort of routine that every morning, you'd sit in front of caleb while he'd braid your hair with the most serious expression on his face.
→whenver your out for your missions, caleb will secretly steal one of your perfumes-specifically the perfume you wear around him- and spray it on his shirts to feel closer to you during the night. Heck, if he could he would buy a life-sized body pillow with your face on it
→makes it his life mission to carry your bags. He's been doing this since middle school and he still does it. Even if you've got a dozen bags, he'll never let you hold a single one.
"You don't have to do this caleb!" You'll try to protest, trying to grab a few bags from his grip but he'll simply shake his head.
"I want to, Pips. Plus, if I let the pretty lady carry all the stuff then what kind of man would I be?"
→ He wears your lipstick stained kisses to work without even realising. It takes him a very long time to remove them, mostly because he doesn't want to but after negotiating with himself for about ten minutes in his personal bathroom, he reluctantly rubs it off, still leaving a smudge of red on his cheekbones on purpose.
→You both share the same Spotify account so any song that has been catching your ear recently? He's already listening to it on repeat.
→He loves it when you do his makeup. If there is a particular make-up style you want to take on but you don't have a person to try it on? He's already sitting between your legs-which are straddling his thighs as you tower over him. He's holding your waist to keep you upright, occasionally wiggling his eyebrows every time you make eye contact with him.
"Do I look pretty, Pips?" His lashes flutter close as you apply the eyeliner on his lids.
"Like a million bucks."
"Don't be upset when your friends start saying that I look even better than you."
ZAYNE
⛄You moved into Zayne's apartment just six months after officially announcing your relationship. Living together with different schedules sounds harder than it is. By the time you would get up to begin your day, he would already punch in his arrival card.
It started off small but soon, your fridge was covered in post-it notes, smothered in doodles and notes about when they were going to be back by the night signed off with "I love you"s.
⛄Whenever you both are cuddling together, his hands would always rest under your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin against his cool fingers.
⛄Always plans dates during his off-days. No matter how hectic the week has been for him, he'll make sure to plan an entire day of sightseeing and activities with you.
⛄When you got a cavity because of your delayed visits to the dentist, Zayne cut off all the sugar there was in the house. He even stopped going to his favorite pastry cafe until you got your tooth filled which you thought was practically impossible since he never gave up sugar.
⛄Zayne loves karoke nights. He would much rather attempt to sing a temu version of "Blank space" than be stuck filing reports till midnight. He also loves hearing your voice, feeling it serenade him to sleep.
⛄ You know your getting an earful whenever you end up in the ER. Somehow, Zayne always volunteers to treat you himself even if he's got a major surgery coming up next.
Even if you got a minor sprain, he's already got his glare on his face- ready to give you another lecture on how to "look down while walking".
XAVIER
⭐ Ever since you started dating Xavier, you always gave him handmade gifts for all your anniversaries. One day, whilst searching for the new game CD you'd planned on playing with him, you stumbled upon a big box filled with all the charms, notes, flowers that you had crafted for him.
⭐ Everyone knows that he isn't the...best of cooks but yet, he still insists on helping you in the kitchen whenever you try cooking for him. Luckily, he obliges to help with simple tasks like cracking eggs or whisking the batter.
⭐ He will run out of work if it means spending time with you.
"Xavier are you busy? I was wondering if we could check out-"
"No I'm not busy at all." He yells whilst fighting off a wanderer.
⭐He's always got his hands around your waist. Even if you both are standing in a grocery store, he'll wrap his arms around them, giving it a gentle tug towards him.
⭐ He's a huge biter He loves to nip at your ears whenever your back is facing towards him. He'll randomly see you and the first thought that enters his mind is that he has to bite you. You honestly don't mind anymore, now becoming immune to his attacks.
RAFAYEL
🪼When days come along when both of you are seeking an escape from the world, you'll secretly sneak off to an isolated beach to camp. Rafayel would be busy fetching for sea shells while you'd be setting up the tent.
"Do you think we'll be able to hide for long?" You'll whisper under the darkness of the night, only to your lemurian. "Even if we don't, at least we were able to catch a breath from all this noise."
🪼You're too exhausted to even talk? Rafayel has already got you nestled in his lap, rubbing small circles on your back while he picks up the paintbrush in between to mark his canvas. You'd occasionally steal glances at his masterpiece, letting out small hums of approval.
🪼His hand always finds yours in a huge crowd, tucking your intertwined fingers inside the pocket of his suit as he faces the buyers of his paintings. While he's busy talking, his thumb would rub your knuckles as a way to let you know he's almost done.
🪼 He will always pretend to be scared while watching a horror movie when in reality, he knows that your more afraid than him. During every jumpscare he's already got your head buried deep into his chest as he curses at those monsters for "scaring his bodyguard".
🪼All his old sketchbooks are filled with your portraits, and every new book of his has a page filled with all your poor yet adorable doodles of Rafayel - which he looks at whenever he feels lonely.
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When they lean down to hear you
Ft. Sylus
Tags : slightly suggestive, teasing, kissing, pet names (ofc)
Sylus
Every Tuesday was auction night.
While most of the world would be under the covers, Sylus' mansion would erupt in a soft golden glow as the night lamp from his room would fill the large but empty space of his bedroom. He would slowly awake in the middle of the night, adjusting his dark night robe as he'd walk out of his room with a matchbox, silently taking out a matchstick before striking it hard against the rough cardboard until the warmth of the fire would tingle against his skin.
His fingers would work meticulously, lighting each candle-holder stuck on the walls. His hot breath blows against the flame, finally making its dancing go quiet.
He would then spend a majority of two hours getting himself ready. Combing back the wet strands of his hair, only leaving back a thick grey string of hair on his forehead. He would hum a low tune under his breath as he'd smooth out any wrinkles on his suit, probably trying to drown the silence suffocating his room.
And by 2 A.M. he was gone.
But once you came into his life, taking over his mansion, his bed and his heart, things became like a routine for Sylus rather than a chore to complete.
Now, auction nights were shared, and so were those little moments you'd spend getting ready in under orange glow of the evening.
As you'd apply your gloss, Sylus' fingers would dance around your waist, tightening the loose strings attached to the back of your silky, maroon laced gown which hugged your body like a cool thin blanket. Soft melodies would echo past the thick walls from the vinyl record player in the study.
You sung out low tunes under your breath, back against the bathroom sink as you calmly adjust his tie with dainty fingers that he'd occasionally take a nip at.
"Someone looks quite handsome for an auction." You'd mutter, smirking under your breath.
"What was that, kitten?" He leaned his body against yours, lowering his head till it was in front of your glowing red cheeks. His hands would trap your frame in his, placing themselves on the cool white marble of the sink. "Could you share it with the audience?" His lips curled upward, showing off his white pearls. You pout, "I said, someone is showing off his looks tonight." He'd laugh, placing a gentle yet pinching bite on your cheek. "I think it's you who seems to be the one showing off." His large hands cupped your hips.
"My..what a sight for sore eyes.." he'd tease, his gaze would be locked on your body, eyeing his way up your curves and dips to the dark red gloss on your lips and to the pink blossoming your cheeks.
Now, instead of the suffocating air he'd spent years trying to silence, it finally settled in your giggles and yelps as Sylus lifted you off the floor, spinning you around like you were his world.
Which you were.
Honestly, I wanted to write about Zayne and caleb but I'm so freaking burnt out 😭😔
What type of content the Lad Lis would watch
Caleb
He definitely loves watching the "where are you __ the hardest" pov tiktoks with the background "let go" humming through the speakers.
You both would be cosied up in his bed, your head against his bare chest as he'd pull out his phone and open up his saved reels to make you watch it together with him.
You both just get tranced in the music, feeling the tension slipping away as the calming and aesthetic pictures of bathtubs, showers and bedrooms slide past your eyes.
"I'm definitely choosing 6"
"Well...1 just does something to my soul, pips."
"actually..2 looks just like your bathroom." You giggle, slightly lifting your head to look over at the closed wooden door leading to his bathroom.
Rafayel
It was one time. One time that you happened to have scrolled past a couple of "funny kitten fails" on Rafayel's instagram and accidentally liked it.
Now all he sees are cats swarming past his feed, their soft canines looking like sharp fangs of hyenas that make Rafayel's face warm with terror.
"You're so dramatic" you rolled your eyes at the wide-eyed man captured between your thighs, tugging on your sleeve to remove this curse you have put on him.
"Cutie, you're practically telling me to jump off and drown!"
"Rafayel..you can swim underwater, darling."
In the end, the beasts did manage to disappear on their own and rafayel could finally watch his art tiktoks in peace without getting disturbed by the subtle meows of cats under every reel.
Zayne
Zayne usually never had time for anything (except for you, of course), so you would always send him tons of memes during his break hours when he could finally message you on updates in his schedule. At first, it was mostly by accident that you stumbled upon this hilarious meme that had kept you giggling under the sheets for about an hour. And you just had to send it to Zayne to see his reaction.
He was amused. Actually, almost too amused that he would let out gentle scoffs under his breath, mind drifting back to that joke.
It helped him relieve the tension between his brows, making him able to crack that serious demeanor of his. And soon, he was expectant.
And you didn't let him down.
Xavier
You both love gaming together. So anytime one of you would receive a notification on any modifications/ updates on your favourite game, you would instantly send it to each other.
Since Xavier was mostly asleep during the day, too tired from fending off wanderers in his mission, you would secretly send him a few clips of the gameplays and memes on each game developer that he'd watch as soon as he'd wake up from his "nap".
One time, you just called him out of excitement, forgetting that the beauty was fast asleep. Still, he managed to answer the call, voice faintly slurred. "What's wrong?" "XAVIER MY FAVOURITE CHARACTER IS FINALLY GETTING A STORYLINE!!" you'd yell out, jumping on your bed before realising that you had woken him. "Oh shit, I woke you up. I'm sorry-" "I'm happy you called. I would have much rather wanted to hear your voice than see your message."
Sylus
This man is like a dad.
The one who would show his disinterest in the show your binging, busy cleaning the disassemble parts of his gun and then assembling it back to a piece. But as soon as he'd hear your gasp, his eyes would instantly go back on the screen, intently watching the drama escalate before you'd interrupt- "I thought someone wasn't interested."
He'd huff. "Kitten, my eyes fell there for a second."
"Well, that looked like a couple seconds to me."
You'd smile under your breath as he'd silently inch closer to you, one arm hung over the head of the couch as the other would pull you closer, head resting on your shoulder.
"So, did they break up yet?" He'd casually ask, trying to seem uninterested but you know him better. "Actually, they ended up cheating on each other." You both would make a face at the same time, then break into a loud fit of laughter.
"Just tell me that you want to watch it together, don't act like a child." You'd tease, gently tugging on his cheek.

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Dance with me
Ft: Caleb
Your fingers slid up against the plastic screen of your phone, eyeing short clips of cute couples dancing and twirling each other to the music playing in the background. You let out another sigh, shoulders slumping down against the cushion on your back as you pressed the like button in hidden jealousy.
"You've sighed three times in a row, pipsqueak. I think it's time for you to tell me what's on your mind." Caleb's voice pulled you out of your thoughts, cheeks growing hot with embarrassment as you hid the phone behind your back. "Ah...its just, I was watching these couples dance together on tiktok and just-"
"You wished you could have the courage to ask your boyfriend to do the same, hm?" He broke into a soft smile, placing the half-made plane model on the glass coffee table, inching closer to your body. "Baby, when have I ever said no to you?" The nickname rolled on his tongue, mixed with his hot breath which blew against your neck, making the hair on your arms rise.
He slowly pushed himself off the sofa, flicking his wrist to awaken his watch. He swiped his fingers across the holographic screen, pressing a button which instantly filled the silent home with soft jazz. He kneeled in front of your legs, pulling out a hand. "Shall we, my love?" He asked, mocking a terrible british accent, which made you giggle. "We may." You quipped, mimicking his accent.
Your fingers slid around his shoulders, your chest pressed up against his as his hands trailed down your spine then resting on your hips. You rested your head against his collar, breathing in his cedar wood scent.
You both rocked against the rhythm, with him occasionally spinning you around in his arms till you laughed. He lifted you off the ground, twirling you in his arms like a prince.
"We should do this often."
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I'm curious about something...
What if, the lads Li's met you, who shared the same soul as their previous loved one. And the mc was just some random girl who happened to have the same face as his previous loved one. Who would they choose?
Catching you awake in the middle of the night pt 2
Ft. Caleb and Xavier
Tags: slight angst+comfort; soft moments; gentle touches; all fluff
Although, having lived years without your presence, the one thing caleb could enjoy the least (aside from you) was sleep.
Hours would pass silently, with each ticking beat of the clock hitting like knives through his aching heart.
The cold metallic chain shone against the moonlit night, pressed up against his palm as his fingers gently fiddled with the tag. His eyes would momentarily close, instantly met with the golden halo of sunlight over your head, eyes gleaming with excitement as you run up to him-your hands clutching the bouquet. Your mouth opens, but his mind can't seem to catch the happiness and innocence in your voice when you yell out his name, jumping into his arms. His eyes slowly open to the present, hiding unshed tears as he tightly grips the chain till his knuckles turn white.
But, after years of yearning and aching for your warmth, he was finally able to get you back.
His arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, his consciousness faintly stirred awake as he felt you quietly remove his hands, placing them on a soft pillow which he would rather throw across the room than use as your replacement. Yet, he didn't open his eyes, waiting for you to leave the room so he could follow behind.
You stood outside the balcony, leaning against the cool metal railing, staring off at a distance into the dark clouds hiding the yellow moon.
In a way, this all felt unreal. You were finally reunited with your first love, and now sleeping next to him like you both used to as kids, living a new life that still felt like the past. You let out a deep sigh, shoulders sagging as your head leaned forward.
"Looks like someone is awake." You gasp, turning around to catch caleb leaning against the balcony door, shirtless and in his grey sweatpants. Your eyes fell on the dark metal chain around his neck and your lips broke into a soft smile. "Just.. couldn't sleep, I guess..
By the way, why are you awake? Last time I saw, you were snoring." You raised a brow, arms crossing over another as you pouted at him, demanding an answer. He chuckled, walking towards you.
"I can't sleep without my pip-squeak." In the faint light shining through the crack of the hidden sky, you could catch a hint of his teeth shimmering through his half crooked smile (which you secretly adored).
"What were you thinking about just now,hm?" He tilted his head, the last part falling to a whisper. "Just...I was thinking whether this is actually real, or something my head is making up." He silently frowned, rough and calloused fingers caressing your cheek. "Baby, I'm right here." The term of endearment rolling on his tongue like water.
"No offense, but I don't think your mind would be able to catch my handsome features this perfectly." He joked, now grinning at you. You scoffed, playfully swatting his hand away. It slowly slid down to yours, and you didn't push it away this time. "In all seriousness though, I promise you're not dreaming anything. I'm here to stay this time."
"You promise?" You glance into his coloured orbs, which seemed so dark under the black sky. He gave your fingers a faint squeeze.
"Promise." He pulled you into a hug, pressing kisses on top of your head, then one on your forehead. "Let's go to bed now, okay?" He whispered in your ear, gently lifting you off the ground as he carried you to his bed, tucking you under the sheets.
His hand gently patted your head to make you tired and his features grew serious as you slowly began to grow sleepy.
"Even if death tries to bring me close to it, i will always make sure to return back to you. No matter what." He mumbled to himself, eyes softening as he saw yours close, your body going loose.
Xavier was a sleepy man. You knew that, your colleagues knew that. Heck, even jenna knew not to disturb him whenever he slept, knowing he would pout the entire day if someone managed to wake him.
But despite that, whenever you both slept together, he would always manage to notice you slip out of the warmth in his arms. Let it be the middle of the night, as soon as you leave the space between his body, his eyes would slowly open.
So when you disappeared off to the living room because you couldn't sleep, he stirred awake. He walked out of the room barefoot, rubbing his eyes like a small baby. His hair was gently tousled (which would always trigger your cuteness aggression) lips pouting as he called out your name in the dark. "Y/n..?" He mumbled, catching you sitting on the sofa, staring down at your phone.
"Xavier! Why are you awake?" You got up, cupping his cheeks. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?" He whispered, his fingers poking your cheek. "I can't sleep." You mumbled. "Hm..I can see that. Need me for anything?" His doe eyes fluttered, genuinely concerned about your unhealthy sleeping pattern. If he slept too much, you slept too little.
Your arms encircle around his neck, face burying against his collarbone as soft music filled the air. His hand guided your fingers to his shoulder, the other falling to your waist. He smiled down at you. "I never thought you'd be interested in these kinds of things." He muttered, your bodies pressed up against each other, feet slowly moving to the rhythm. "It's nice.."
You both slowly rocked to the music for a while, the world falling silent- as though the music was the only noise that filled it.
Your eyes began to close, body slightly growing limp as Xavier instantly noticed, now holding up your entire weight in his arms. He carried you to your bed, softly placing you on the mattress. His lips broke into a soft smile as you snored, your cheeks caressing his palm.
"Goodnight, my star."
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Awake in the middle of the night
Ft: LAD boys
Tags: comfort, slight angst(?), kisses, hugs, mentions of nightmares.
[4:01]
Glancing at the time blinking on the alarm clock at your bedside, you couldn't help but let out a shaky sigh, rustling against the sheets that felt too thick for your frame.
It wasn't that you didn't want to sleep, you just couldn't.
You tried every method in the book- counting each little fish in the sea, thinking about your most memorable moments with rafayel to make you relaxed, constantly blinking your stinging lashes to make them tired.
But nothing seemed to work.
You didn't know whether it was stress keeping you up, or the silent memories of all your failed missions this past week that clung onto your sleep. Now, all you could do was count the minutes left to sunrise and then silently leave.
As you were lost in your thoughts, a hushed whisper from your side disturbed you. You turned over to see the sleeping lemurian- his lavender locks curled and tangled over the pillow covers, hands slightly twitching under the sheets as his dark silky lashes fluttered softly against his pale cheeks. You couldn't help but reach out to hold his trembling hands, giving it a gentle squeeze which seemed to slightly ease the tension between his brows.
You got up from your shared queen sized bed, your heels grazing the cool marble tile as you searched for your fluffy slippers that had been gifted by your beloved on your 100 day anniversary.
You leaned against the kitchen counter, filling yourself with another glass of water, glanced back at the time on the faint pink clock -which was shaped like a butterfly -hanging above the refrigerator.
'Almost five... better start getting ready...' you muttered to yourself, rubbing your eyes as you down the water to numb the burning feeling in your throat.
Suddenly, two arms encircled around your waist and you let out a yelp, turning around to find the familiar set of magenta orbs staring into your flaring and shocked gaze.
"Raf-"
"Cutie...don't you know what time it is?" He cut you off, his voice raspy and slightly deep. His gaze didn't hide his concern as he noticed how red your eyes looked. "Couldn't sleep..?" He asked gently, calloused fingers tracing the apple of your cheek. "Why didn't you wake me?" You tried to shy away, too embarrassed to say anything, but those coloured eyes held you in position to answer. "I.. I just..didn't want to disturb you."
Rafayel quietly bit the inside of his cheek. He felt guilty to say that he knew you were going through something, but was too afraid to say anything; Afraid that maybe he would stress you even further to the point you may become distant. And the last thing he wanted was to make you leave him.
But he knew he couldn't hide it anymore. Maybe it was better for you to leave him than just keep hiding stuff from him.
So he lifted you off the ground in an instant, ignoring all the smacks you threw at him which felt like feathers tickling his skin.
He quietly dropped you on the bed, silently climbing on top of you. You quickly shut up, noticing his grave features, like he was about to scold you. (But you knew that he never could)
"I know something is wrong with you.." He stammered, fidgeting with his hands. Your mouth slightly fell open, but shut again as he continued.
"But it's not fair that you keep trying to hide it from me." His head dropped like a sad puppy and it crushed your heart. "I don't want the girl I love to hide stuff from me.. thinking that saying anything would be a burden.." He laid his head on your chest, burying his face inside. You let out a shaky breath, your fingers gliding through his locks.
'He loves you, he says.'
"I'm sorry.." You whispered to which he was internally ecstatic. Yet, he still groaned, nuzzling into your chest like a toddler stuck on his tantrum.
"I'm soo upset that now you will have to sleep in with me." He whined, to which you let out a soft giggle. "Alright.. I'll agree this once because I feel too bad." Your hands patted his hair, leaning down to place a peck. "I love you too, Rafayel."
He placed a lingering kiss on your cheek and you sighed, leaning into the touch.
He lifted you onto his lap as though you were made of glass, placing your head on his shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist as he hummed a lowly tune in his ancient tongue, calming patting your back.
Sleep slowly crawled up your spine, and soon, you went slump in his arms.
In almost all the years Sylus has lived in his human form, he had never once been blessed with the gift of being a deep sleeper. But once his soul was finally completed with yours, he could at last let down his guard and nuzzle with you -tied in the closest proximity between your bodies.
But one night, as he leaned to rub his cheek against your neck (a way for him to relieve his itchiness without removing his hands from your waist) his skin met with the soft fabric of a cushion. Sleep was gone in an instant as he got up to find his companion, rubbing his eyes like a needy dragon who wants his beloved sorceress.
He searched every room, silently cursing to himself for having such a huge Mansion with so many rooms. No wonder you liked to play hide and seek with the twins.
"Sweetheart?" His voice echoed in the gloomy mansion and yet, he couldn't find your head poking out from one of the rooms, grinning at him with the words "I got you." It was nearly three in the morning and he was starting to grow worried, thinking about all the things that could have made you leave the comfort in his arms.
He was about to make a turn until a warm tint of yellow shone against his skin from the crack of one of the doors, which lead to the small library next to his study. He slowly made his way to room, pushing the door with the back of his hand to take a peek.
He let out a sigh of relief as he saw you, nuzzled within the thin covers of the blanket- which was usually kept in his study during times he slept in. A thick book filled the tiny gap between your hands with the title "Forging weapons 101". He knew you had been wanting to know how to forge hybrids of weapons like him, but was also shocked to find you reading such a book at a time like this.
You let out a soft gasp as he gently called out your name, setting the book aside. "Why are you awake?" You whispered, even though you knew there was barely anyone in the mansion who could hear you-except for the twins, but they were on the second floor, under the covers without their masks.
"I should be asking you the same." He formed a small smirk, mostly hiding his concern at how red your eyes looked. "I couldn't sleep.." you mumbled as he rested his warm palm on your cold cheek. "Nightmares?" He softly asked, to which you silently nodded. He let out a sigh.
You had always been suffering with nightmares, but these days they grew even more intense-managing to shake you out of your sleep almost every night. Sylus knew all this, with him usually trying ways to make you sleep better and sometimes becoming successful. But his powers were growing a bit weak and you knew there was no point relying so much on him. He just opened his arms waiting for you to step in, which you did.
"I'm sorry I can't be of much use.. but know that I'll always be here for you. So don't run away from me." He kissed the crown of your head, rubbing circles on your back. You buried your head into his collar. "I just want to get better." "You will, sweetie. I'll make sure of it."
"Can you talk me to sleep?" You asked, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes he fell in love with.
"I don't think you really need to ask, kitten." He lightly tousled your hair.
So he carried you in his arms, ranting about pretty much anything- let it be his daily progress in his boxing sessions, or which of your favourite brands he likes the most. He tucked you in, still ranting about how during the initial days he had met you, he would constantly send mephisto out of the house to check up on what you were doing to the point mephisto got tired and refused to come back home. You felt your lids becoming heavy as Sylus talked about how he used to have a tough time picking between disguises for your friends, finally choosing with a fruit vendor because you had once complained about fruits being too expensive.
And as you peacefully slept, not once did Sylus complain, just smiling to himself as he placed a kiss on your cheek.
"Good night, darling."
Tired from one of his usual 12-hour long shifts, all Zayne needed tonight was sleep next to his lover. He couldn't remember when he collapsed into your arms, nuzzling his face into the warmth in your chest as you gently patted his head, rocking him to sleep like a baby.
Even in his deep slumber, his arm reached out to feel the hotness of your skin against his cool fingers. Instead, he felt the cold mattress beneath his touch. Soon, after he realised that he was the only one in bed, his eyes shot open.
You had a terrible habit of leaving your home in the middle of the night when notified about sudden last-minute missions; without even telling Zayne that you were going. So it wasn't rare that his sleep was disturbed by your absence.
Yet, he still felt the urge to call out your name, slipping out of the sheets in only his hello kitty pajamas that you had gifted him for Christmas last year. He had sworn to never wear it, but here he was, wandering around the house in his hot pink pajamas, plastered with cute emotes of the hyped character.
As he began to think that you had really left him, he heard soft giggles echoing from the kitchen and the tension tying between his brows softened. "Darling?" He carefully pushed the door with his knuckles, breaking into a relieved smile as his eyes caught your face.
You sat on the kitchen counter, legs dangling off the edge as one hand gripped a spoon and the other held a small icecream bucket that Zayne had bought for the two of you to share. Your mouth was shaped like an "O", your eyes widened as you realised you had been caught.
He leaned against the doorframe, smirking at you. "Seems like someone didn't want to share." You broke into a toothy grin, your teeth covered in chocolate. Zayne let out a soft laugh, slowly making his way towards you. He placed his body between your legs and his hands fell to your hips, tracing small circles against the fabric. "I was hungry." You pouted, sticking out your dark tongue. "Yes, I can see that." His fingers trailed up your hips to your face, now caressing your jaw. "But I was growing lonely." He rubbed his face against your collar and you giggled, leaning to his head. "Zayne-sto-haha-!" You practically yelled as Zayne lifted the hem of your shirt, tickling your bare skin. You threw light kicks against the marble yet he didn't stop until both of your laughs filled the air of your home.
"let's go to bed, hm?" He smiled, kissing your lips to taste the flavour of the icecream.
"Sweet."
Note: Caleb and Xavier will be posted soon! (If this manages to gain enough attention ㅠㅠ)
© strawn1nn13 Please do not modify or translate my work
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Down with a cold
As long as you have known him, Sylus was never the type to openly show his feelings to anyone (except you, of course).
So as soon as he heard a single dry cough from Kieran, the crease between his brows didn't go unnoticed by the twins as he looked at them with a hint of concern and annoyance.
"Get me the thermometer. Now."
As he gently took both the thermometers out of their mouths, shaking them before looking down to see their temperature, an audible click of his tongue was enough to run a chill down luke and Kieran's backs.
"Both of you, upstairs and out of your uniform." Sylus let out a shaky sigh, rolling up his sleeves as he made his way to the kitchen. Luke couldn't help but be amused at his boss's obvious worry for them. "And what are you doing, boss?" He grinned, leaning against the stairway as Kieran ran upstairs past him.
"I'm making you both soup. Now go up before i tell (y/n) that you both have caught a cold." He taunted as he put on his apron.
Ah. There it was. The one person who became such a weakness in this small family of three. It was then that Luke's smirk disappeared and he quietly ran upstairs to Kieran and his room.
If there was one person the twins were deathly afraid of-other than their boss- it was you.
You've always acted like the other sibling they never had, a mother they always wanted. So if there was any other person who would be deathly worried about the twins, it was you. They both knew that, considering the fact that you once almost ran out in the open street when you heard about luke accidentally breaking his bone whilst skateboarding.
Luke and Kieran sat on their separate beds, dressed in their pajamas and wet cloth draped over their warm foreheads, feeding themselves warm soup prepared by Sylus- who was watching them quietly from their doorway, a spoon and medicine syrup in his hand.
Sylus was well aware of what was to come, knowing that he practically raised the two since they were young children. The twins always and always hated the taste of cough syrup. No matter how much Sylus tried to taunt them, they both stayed firm with their decision and continued to make excuses until Sylus gave up, leaving the bottle on their table. But not this time. Since Sylus knew who would finally manage to break them out of their tantrum.
"I want you both to take a spoon." He said without any space for arguments. They both were quick to shut their mouths, pursing their lips together tight. Sylus let out a sigh, crossing his arms as he tilted his head to the side. "Fine. I guess I'll just have to tell (y/n) to feed it to you both." He smirked, threatening them both like children. Their eyes slightly widened with fear as they groaned but didn't complain, finally stuffing the full spoon into their mouths, making a sour expression.
Sylus was surprised, but also amused. He was glad to see the impact you had made on the twins, and now they secretly love you so much to overcome their long lasting hatred for cough syrup.
[Extra]
You: WHAT? The twins caught a cold!? Hold on I'm just leaving work-
Sylus: Kitten. They are fine, it's just a small cold-
You: A small cold could mean much more, you know.
Sylus: (chuckles) alright. Even if I try i won't be able to stop you. You can even stay over if you want. The twins would be happy.
You: just the twins?
Sylus: darling you should know by now..
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When souls die, they do not make a sound. They simply wither away at our touch, floating with the sick blowy wind.
We carelessly watch them in a daze, our hands cupped around like mini telescopes in front of our eyes, mouths scrunched up to our noses as we look up at them with slight envy and mirth in our gaze.
I've heard that the purest of souls cry as they depart, too afraid to say goodbye to the ones that had held them tight for so long.
I've also heard that the cruelest of souls shy away in their embarrassment, too much of a coward to face the eyes of those they have hurt.
But I also know that souls, regardless of nature, are souls.
We humans, dry away in our heavy bags of skin and then crumble apart as our light slowly escapes from our mouth as our last heavy breath into oblivion.
The ones that hurt the most, also hurt the least in some way.
Maybe that's why it becomes so hard to let go.
I haven't lost anyone, but I've prepared myself for it. I sometimes want to dig deeper, actually see the reflection of my own souls, who might be sitting on an imaginary couch I've made for it- staring back into the eyes of someone so known, yet unknown. I want to see it cry, fall down to its knees as it sobs uncontrollably. But i know it won't do that.
It will stare back at me, with a ghostly expression. It won't laugh, nor will it tease.
But instead, it will meet the eyes of whom it's in and will wait.
Wait for the tides in my heart to pass, wait for the storm in my head to calm down.
And when it will, then it will faintly loosen its imaginary skin, and mutter to the silent wind in my chest.
"I'm still here."
Ps : I'm sorry, I tried to sound tuff.
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