andy speaks: just sylus and princess treatment or queen whatever works out .. im inlove w him
sylus who leans down when you say something. he brings his head down after a hum. you can feel the warmth of his cheek brushing against the skin in your neck.
sylus whose hand swiftly covers the corner of the table when you bend down to pick up a fork you clumsily dropped. although, most times you wouldn't even get a chance to pick it up. with a flick of his hand, your fork is back on the table. courtesy of the black wispy tendrils that caught it before it hit the ground.
sylus who has a palm over your thigh whenever you guys are at a theater. you dragged him to watch an opera or ballet and he, of course, agreed. his thumb smoothing over the skin of your inner thigh.
sylus who cooks breakfast for the two of you. a small smile graces his oh so handsome face when he sees you shuffle from the bedroom wearing his shirt from the night before. his grin widening the moment your arms encases his waist.
sylus who places a hand on the small of your back. he does this often when he walks you through crowded places or just standing next to you.
sylus who always opens doors for you. the car door? careful, sweetie. heâll remind while guiding your head so you donât bump it. in a cafe? donât even think about touching the door handle. heâll open it for you, just kiss his cheek when you walk in.
sylus who kneels down to fix the straps of your heels or to lace up the laces of your shoes. it doesnât matter if someone sees him, the big bad scary leader of onichynus, on his knees fixing someone's shoes. he wouldnât mind dirtying his pants that mustâve cost thousands just for you.
sylus who grabs your chin with his thumb and index finger, pulling you close to him. he does this when he wants to steal a kiss or when he whispers affirmations of his love.












