#enyaliuswrites

“All of my friends have already had their first kiss. That’s like the only thing they’re talking about these days.” Your lips push up into a pout as you grab one of the stuffed animals nearest to you and hug it, allowing your head to rest on the plushie.

“And you’re jealous?” You choke on your saliva, coughing and hacking as your wide eyes meet his—one eyebrow raised and eyes heavy with disbelief. Caleb would’ve never guessed that his girl would grow up to be worried over something as minuscule as a kiss, especially a kiss with someone else.

“I’m not jealous! I mean like… It’s not like… Okay, maybe just a little?” your hands flail wildly all over as you try to defend yourself, but to no avail. Feeling a blush creeping onto your cheeks, you take a quick glance and see that Caleb's gaze has darkened.

“Do you even know how to kiss?”

“Caleb… That’s a stupid question,” you murmur, already knowing the answer. Caleb knew that too. “Why would I be so worked up if I—”

With his lilac eyes fixed on you, he tilts his head slightly, then leans forward. “Would you like to know how?” His words cut through your sentence, leaving your lips parted in shock as you prop yourself back up, still clutching the plushie to your chest.

“What? What do you mean?” your brain struggles to process his words, unable to fully make sense of them as you frown and watch him get up. Caleb's tall figure towers over yours as he steps closer, leaning casually against the wall, making you tilt your head up to meet his gaze.

“I can teach you then, Pip-squeak.” His body lowers, closing the gap between you two as your grip on the plushie loosens. You try to back away, only to find your back pressing against the headboard just inches away.

“I… I mean… does this count as my first kiss?” His right hand reaches out, gently caressing your cheek before softly holding your chin, guiding it towards him.

“Hmm. Think of this as practice.” Caleb's grip on your chin is soft and gentle, completely opposite from his hazy, clouded gaze.

“Oh. Oh…kay then-” you draw the ‘o’ out but as soon as the confirmation leaves your mouth, his lips brush softly against yours. With your eyes closed shut and brows furrowed, he slowly moves, capturing your bottom lip between his own with a delicate pull.

Your body sinks further into the mattress, plush pillows pressing against your back. The bed groans under Caleb's weight as he closes the distance between you, one large palm placed on your hips while the other rests on the headboard. You kiss him back, or at least you try to. You move your lips in the same motion of waves as he does, but everything feels so awkward and off.

Feeling quite embarrassed, and out of air, your intended gently nudges on Caleb's tank top quickly turns into desperate grasps before the kiss finally breaks. You felt like you’ve just ran a marathon—body burning up and your lungs out of breath as you pant, trying to inhale as much oxygen as you could while avoiding eye contact. Though it was harder than you thought, because Caleb was now on top of you, his smirk haunting you as your cheeks flush.

“H-hey! Don’t look at me like that. I told you I don’t know how to kiss…” Your voice grows quieter each passing second as it somehow ends up as a tiny squeak. The sound of Caleb's laughter fills your ears as you turn back to him, his knee now finds itself between your legs as his face hovers just above yours.

“You’re overthinking this, Pip-squeak. Just follow what I do.” Though his words are reassuring, that husky tone in his voice throws you off as he quickly captures your lips into a kiss for the second time. Caleb's lips move against yours in a soft, sensual way as you try your best to mimic him. Remembering what he did to you, you trap the soft fullness of his lower lip and gently apply suction to it. His hums of approval catch you off guard as you feel a subtle rumble of his chest—Caleb's hand snaking down to the small of your back, before pulling your body flush against his.

As if a flip has just been switched, Caleb's lips move frantically against yours, biting your lower lips then soothing the sting with his tongue. Your lips part at the sudden pain, allowing his tongue to delve into your mouth. Soft whimpers escape from your throat as Caleb explores you, tracing every corner and leaving an odd-yet-pleasurable feeling as he does so. Surprised, and a little scared, you push his body off of yours as you cover your mouth in shock, the faint apple taste still lingering in your mouth.

“Your tongue… Do you still use that apple flavored toothpaste or something? Because that’s all I’m feeling? Tasting?” Caleb grabs your hands, lowering it as a light chuckle leaves his lips.

“You’re a natural, Pip-squeak.” Completely ignoring what you just said as his thumb caresses your cheek and he stares at your lips, as if capturing them in a kiss with his eyes, “But I think you need a little bit more practice. What do you say?”

“Oh….Um…” Your voice comes out as uncertain mumbles and murmurs while his face only inches closer to yours. That’s when you realize how Caleb's body is pressed against yours, radiating heat—how heat crept up his neck and spreaded to his ears. How his lilac eyes were still clouded with a hazy and clouded look.

“I think you need more practice.” Caleb already had a taste of you and now he can’t get enough. Your scent seeps into his senses, impossible to ignore—like an addict chasing his next fix. He took your first kiss and now he’s going to take your every first. He was going to make sure of it.

However, his grades aren't in the earth’s core. His grades are actually perfect. Sky High. He probably dreams about his studies in a fun way or something.

He doesn't have many friends, only 1 really close one, Jeremiah, whom they both don’t see each other very often. They have a sort of friendship that without meeting they know they’ll forever be there for each other.

You guys met because you were taking a nap on a particularly windy day, the weather wasn't so sunny and the breeze wasn't so cold, a perfect day to study under a tree and accidentally doze off I say. Unbeknownst to you, that was where Xavier would usually sleep as well. He was about to leave to go to one of his other sleeping spots but then something caught his eye.

A butterfly flying over to you and landing on your head. It was quite a sight and just in that moment you woke up. You were startled by the Sophomore Xavier in front of you and scared the butterfly off. You guys stayed there in silence for a bit before somehow it turned into you both dozing off under the tree.

From that day onwards, you guys would meet under that tree to study, talk or nap and you guys grew closer day by day.

Xavier definitely tries to help with your homework but instead his head is on the table and his mind is in the land of dreams. He really tries, but his sleeping schedule is too packed.

Watching the skies is definitely a must with him. Whether it be the night sky or the day sky—setting up a cute picnic to lie down and just point at clouds, saying what they reminded you of. Or watching the stars and the moon while basking in each other’s comfortable silence.

Xavier definitely writes love poems in class to give you later but he’ll never read them out loud to you, only when you’re about to fall asleep then he’ll read it.

He always tries to cook for you but always somehow starts a fire, even while trying to make something as simple as Kimbap or sushi. So now he’s banned from the kitchen and you have him help you with the most simplest of tasks (measuring out ingredients or cutting vegetables) instead.

“Xavier, why do I smell burning?” “I think the egg might be a little overcooked.” “Xavier, it's on fire! How on earth did you mess up an omelet that badly?!” “I followed what you said. Should I try again?” “NO!”

Xavier definitely takes you to places where he naps and the most breathtaking, picturesque and comfortable place. An old cathedral courtyard, a secluded rooftop garden on a building on campus, a secret garden on campus with a clearing in the middle. During these times when the sun is setting is when he recites poems he read or wrote to you.

Zayne is obviously a medical student specializing in cardiology. I mean it’s clear as day.

He’s the type of student that never skips any school and doesn’t break any rules whatsoever. Sick? At school with a mask on. Injured? At school with a cast. Literally on the brink of death? At school with an IV bag and breathing tube. (exaggeration)

His back is straight in classes and you’ll never catch him slacking off his perfect posture. It’s kind of creepy, sometimes. He’s the student that always raises his hand to answer the professor that over time the professors are like “I know you know. I want to see if other students know.”

He’ll never share notes. As in, even if other people look at his notes they can’t understand his handwriting. Zayne’s notes are always so organized and clean that no one believes that he did that in a single class alone.

He definitely gets a lot of love letters. Girls go crazy for this man, (you and me included) they often try to invite him to help tutor them or to grab a bite. He always says the same thing, “If you’d had paid attention then you would understand.” and then just leaves.

He’s always in the library, studying during freshman and sophomore year. In his Junior year he started interning at a nearby hospital and from that day he just became 10 times more busy.

You guys met by chance—Senior Zayne was interning at the hospital and treated you after you pushed yourself too hard, eventually fainting, which is how you ended up here. (Gotta thank your bestfriend for being so worried she rushed you to the hospital.)

He saw you on campus the next day and at first he didn’t really care much, however after seeing you stumble around (you were just daydreaming) he came over and gave you a tiny lecture about caring for your health.

Somehow, that led to him visiting you after classes to give you a juicebox “To regulate your blood sugar” or a fruit, like a banana “Bananas are high in potassium, lowering the risk of a heart disease.” He’ll say that he’s your personal doctor-in-training and always encourages you to eat healthy by getting dinner at a clean restaurant. But, you still often catch him eating sweets and it always makes you laugh.

He never outright says that he wants to see you, he’ll make a thousand excuses instead. Sometimes, he’ll say that you’re late to a scheduled appointment with him.

“You’re late to your appointment.” “I’m pretty sure I just had one with you the day before yesterday.” “You left your pen here the other day, you should come get it.” “Zayne, just say you want to see me.”

Study dates are 99% of the dates you have with him. Both of you are entirely focused on your piles of assignments and study materials. If one of you has more free time than the other, you simply sit in silence and watch him concentrate—and he does the same for you.

Even though he’s extremely busy, as a medical student in his Senior year, he still makes plenty sure that you can feel his love. Whether that be sending a quick text in the morning or before he does something.

Sometimes when you guys meet he’s really tired so don't mind him taking a quick nap on your shoulder or around you. Make sure to snap a picture and use that as blackmail material afterwards, hehe.

Rafayel is a Fine Arts student for sure. He loves arts in all forms, painting, sketching, photography, scrapbooking, sculpture, fashion, the list goes on and on.

He’s the type of student that arrives fashionably late and always has some crazy ideas with his final projects and in the end he gets the highest grade. His artwork is actually one of the prides of the university/college and he’s extremely down to earth about it, only wanting to paint the things he sees in his dreams perfectly.

He definitely has people who want to be friends with him but he just treats everyone the same. Sassy and indifferent. Except for one friend who saw incredible potential in him and always helped him, making his art go famous around campus and earning Rafayel some money (Thomas).

Rafayel is the type of student that walks around the campus for inspiration as well as walking around the city to get inspiration, often finding hidden treasures of places, tucked-away cafes, historic museums, indie theatres, vintage shops.

He definitely spends a lot of his time at the sea and most of his artworks are inspired by the underwater world. He spends time near the swimming pool when no one is there, during the late nights or early mornings.

Being very popular and famous around campus, he has many admirers which he all just waves away. He couldn’t care less, the only thing he cares about is his art and the girl he met when he was at what he called his ‘secret hideout’.

You were a little stressed from studies so you decided to walk around campus, exploring the different buildings and rooms. Unexpectedly, you found yourself in an old art gallery—the lights were turned off and the only source of light was from the sun’s rays. You stayed there for a while, even though the door was dusty and the room was cluttered with old art supplies, you presumed that this was an art supply room.

Suddenly, that was when a Sophomore Rafayel walked in and saw you standing in front of one of his old paintings. A painting that he tried experimenting with a new style of technique, one that he was embarrassed of so he hid it here. He yelped when you saw you, he thought you were a ghost.

You guys talked for a while before you parted ways, however after hearing you talking about why you liked his art (he didn’t admit it was him) he grew an interest in you.

A few days later when you were free you decided to come and absorb the peaceful atmosphere of the old gallery again, however much to your surprise Rafayel was there as well.

“You know how many days I waited for you? Why didn’t you come sooner? If I get an allergy from all of this dust you’re paying for my medical bills.” “I don’t think that’s how allergies work-” “Don’t change the subject!”

You guys became close pretty quick. His words, although sometimes quirky and sassy, were also full of depth and emotion. Whenever he talked about art or the sea he had a glint in his eyes and a nostalgic solemn tone in his voice.

Dates with him are usually you doing your work while he paints or sketches you. He’ll always show you what he cooked up while you were focused but he’ll always say how it’s never perfect and that, “I can’t capture how perfect you are, cutie.”

You guys often visit the sea, taking long walks on the beach during the day and during the night while he tells you stories of his dreams and his own fascination with the world under the waves. He often makes you cute accessories out of seashells and will always gift you something handmade after classes.

Walking around campus and finding more cool places where you’ve explored is a must with him. He’ll rub circles with his thumb, holding your hand as you guys explore rooftop gardens and just talk about dreams or studies.

Sylus is definitely a business faculty typa student. For his major it might be international trade or something of the sort.

He’s the type of student that skips most of his classes but gets a perfect grade.

When he does come to class he’ll definitely be dozing off but when there's assignments he always somehow gets full marks. If the professor calls on him he’ll answer correctly and eventually professors just stop trying to catch him lacking (they never can).

He’ll come and go as he pleases and no one really says anything, too afraid to mess with him since everywhere he walks people just keep their eyes down or walk the other way. (I mean have you seen the Lunar New Year event? Bro was sticking out so much)

He definitely has LOADS of rumors about himself on campus but bro does NOT care. And the rumors are hella crazy too, and what's even crazier is that no one knows if they’re true or not. “I heard that he beat up a couple of students the other day so badly they were all hospitalized.” “Well, I heard that he’s involved with the mafia and does their dirty work for them.” “You guys are all wrong. He is the Mafia boss! He’s just working undercover here!”

Sylus doesn't have any friends. Well, except two identical twins that always follow him around as well as a crow (strange friends if you ask me). Luke and Kieran are like his lackeys but without the mistreatment, they’ll always help him with the little things while he’s out and about doing some shady businesses outside of school.

You guys definitely met because of something random and cliche. Sylus, the mysterious senior that you bumped into in the hallway, causing your drink to stain him, you and your work. You apologized and after a while he shrugged it off and let you off the hook. However, you kept seeing him around after that day and on the days that you didn’t, you would see a crow instead.

The crow would sometimes have a candy in his mouth or a kopiko (those coffee candies). Over time you’d see Sylus more often and he’d sometimes strike a conversation and you’d continue it and before you know it he’ll be showing up outside of your class and walk with you around campus for a quick bite or even to send you to your next class. Of course, people always stare or quickly shuffle away whenever you pass by.

He sometimes brings you a little something after class when you meet up. A juicebox. Milk. Coffee. Maybe even a little baked good. He often drives you around, whether that be on his motorcycle or his car, he lets you pick. Honestly, at this point he’s like your chauffeur. All he wants to see is your smile.

Dinner dates are an absolute must with him, whether that be eating out at a fancy restaurant or him cooking for you at his place.

During study dates you guys will definitely go to a reclusive hidden cafe that he found and order something little to help fuel you. He’ll watch you and help you if you need it (you have to beg a little for it though). He has the most messed up sleeping schedule so please let him rest when he suddenly dozes off while watching you study.

Sylus will definitely drag you out of class, saying that there’s an emergency and the professor allows him too, totally buying into his words as you both walk away. Why? All because you complained to him that you didn’t want to sit in this class and that it was boring.

“Sylus! Why’d you do that?!” “Didn’t you say that you didn’t like it? That you hated it, sweetie?” “I did, but you can’t just do that!” “Let’s go get dinner. We can go to that place you love to go to.” “…Okay, let’s go.”

Caleb is an Aerospace Engineering student and a good one at that. (I mean have you read his anecdotes??)

Caleb is similar to Zayne, he never misses a class and is a top grade student. Scoring the top in every class. Honestly, everyone is jealous of him (me included).

He’s the type of student that shares his close friends with his notes and even sometimes helps tutor them. He’s loved by all his friends and everyone who works with him, whether that be group work or just striking up a conversation with him.

He’s extremely popular, due to his energetic personality, natural leadership and how reliable of a person he is. However, it feels like almost no one really knows him. He seems like an open book but he’s really a mystery to everyone, even his close friends.

He gets a lot of love letters as well, however as soon as he sees them he rips them and throws them in the bin.

He’s a great actor, (He definitely fooled me in the main story, got scared so much) and uses that to his advantage. He’s definitely involved in some shady things on campus, but no one knows. One time someone tried to create rumors about him and the next day those rumors instantly stopped.

You met Caleb through your friend. Caleb being a Junior at your university as well as the older brother of a friend of yours since middle school. You guys met once or twice back when you were in middle school but he remembered you up till the day he saw you on campus, dozing off at the library.

When you woke up you didn't expect an apple to be on your table along with a little note, “Fuel yourself for the rest of the day!” along with a doodle of an apple. You didn't eat it, afraid that it was poisoned (You weren't going to be the next Snow White).

One day you bumped into him while leaving one of your classes and he immediately striked a conversation. While reminiscing about when you guys were younger you guys walked to a nearby cafe and grabbed a drink together. The conversation developed into updating each other about life and what you guys were planning for the future and you realized that you were about to be late for your next class. Before going he quickly scribbled his contact on a piece of sticky note and you swear that you’ve seen that handwriting somewhere before.

Ever since that day he’s always accompanied you to your classes and back. 9am class? He’ll be there to walk you there, even a little snack in his hand, usually an apple. 5pm? He’ll be there with a piece of candy, to help fuel you for the last class.

He’ll always scare other boys off, whether it be putting an arm around your shoulder when he sees someone looking or holding your waist and pulling you towards him. He’ll take whatever you say after, nagging him for being too open or catching you off guard.

It’s a back and forward of him going over to your place or you going to his and eating his home cooked dinners. Eating out is barely a thing with Caleb, he loves to cook for you and secretly wishes that you love it too.

He’s extremely clingy and possessive. Even if you want to hang out with other people he’ll always ask a lot of questions, but he’ll never be overly possessive.

“Who are you going with?” “Just a few friends.” “Where? For how long?” “Nowhere. I’ll take a couple of hours, maybe. Caleb, don't worry.” “I’ll pick you up when you finish. Just tell me when and where and I’ll be there. You can tell me if you want to leave early.”

He’s definitely the type of student that’ll help you with your assignments even if that means doing extra research on the topic you’re struggling with to help you.

⟢ Katsuki is a pretty emotional guy, although hidden. He understands setting high goals for yourself, burning yourself out to chase perfection and being the very best, so he’ll move a bit closer by instinct to try to show you he understands. He might not say anything, but if you continue to try to study his tone is much softer all of a sudden. He’ll start off with an easier question, one he knows you’ll get right, then say something along the lines, “You’re not an idiot, idiot… This shit’s hard f’me too.” You only hear it once, and when he says it it's barely audible.

⟢ There are moments of complete silence between the both of you, nothing but the scritch of pencil on paper, the whir of the air conditioning in the library, and the tapping of keyboard. Occasionally he might push a bottle of water close to you, reminding you to drink, or maybe ask where you’re at but mostly it’s quiet. Peaceful. Shocking, I know, but Bakugo is the type of guy that values comfortable silences, it means he really trusts you in his space. 

⟢ Izuku is the sweetest when it comes to studying. He’s earnest and won’t let you apologize if you don’t follow/understand. He’s always ready to make another example (though sometimes those themselves are kind of hard to follow- but he does his best). He’ll give words of encouragement, telling you not to doubt your ability. This broccoli-haired nerd will absolutely get you an A, with you having a smile on your face the whole study session. 

⟢ If he even gets an inkling of you being stressed or overwhelmed he’s immediately slowing down. Handing you water and a little snack. Midoriya is pretty perceptive with emotions and the tell-tale signs of making yourself smaller for others, often doing it himself, so if he sees someone who he cares about doing that too? It makes his chest tighten, his throat close up. He’ll gently tap your notes, stopping you from continuing to study and offer to go out for a walk with you, to change the view of scenery and to bring you back to the present. 

⟢ The walk is calming, with Midoriya, he’s talking, making everything seem less scary than it all is. He talks about his training, his own studies, nerding out on heroes or his own niche, trying to distract you. Overtime, you find your shoulders dropping, a small smile adorning your face. He’ll ask questions about you too, but if you don’t want to answer then he’s perfectly happy with a silent walk.

⟢ Back in the library he’ll slowly re-explain the topic, easing back in with questions on topics you do understand to make you feel better. Izuku knows how much potential you have, you just hold yourself up to too high standards for yourself, burning out faster than a firework. He’ll stay up with you, going through every topic until you finally feel confident to take that exam. 

⟢ Todoroki is a very silent study partner, it’s not because he doesn’t want to talk, he just isn’t quite sure what to do in this situation. He’s used to being the observer of the group, watching, listening, and going along with what everyone else is doing. So when it’s just the two of you alone? He gets a little clueless. But that isn’t to say that he’s not a good study partner, however don’t be expecting a grade of A. His teaching is more up to the standard of a B or a B plus.

⟢ He’s not the type to offer help, he’s afraid of overstepping or making it seem like he’s ‘better’ than you so you’ll have to be the one to ask for help. Once you do? He’s really sweet and gentle about it, treating this moment as something vulnerable, precious—a memory he’ll look forward to thinking about at night when he’s on his bed. Shoto tries his best to explain topics, however his examples are quite hard to follow. Unorthodox study techniques and vague advice such as “Procasti…nation? I usually pick up my notebook and start.” However, he will absolutely do his best for you. 

⟢ Problems with procrastination? Trouble focusing for long periods of time? Irregular study schedule? Shoto's already making a study schedule for you, with five minute and fifteen minute break intervals, and he won’t say it but he assumes that you’ll be together every study session. He just sees it as you’re his study partner. You need help. He wants to help. So he’ll help. It’s all that simple in his head.

"What about procrastinating?" "You won't." "How do you know that?" “Because I’ll be there.” "Every single time?" “Should I not…?”

⟢ You would think that Shoto isn’t the best at comforting, a very functional type of guy showing limited emotions. He’s not very expressive, but when it comes to comfort? He’ll give it in the way he wished someone had given him. Or he’ll just think back to how Fuyumi acts, always the best at emotions in his mind. He’ll offer his jacket, or his shoulder for you to cry on. Asks if you need tissues. And because he wants to do everything right he’ll occasionally follow up with a question if you want him to talk, want him to be quiet, or whatever you want. Todoroki is absolutely so ready to get you whatever you need—juice? A smoothie? A snack? He’s already standing up to get it.

A/N: ahhh, this might not be in character- I haven’t watched the latest seasons yet so- but this is feeding my 15 year old self right now <3 join my discord server all about MHA!

The type of touch Katsuki initiates is mostly resting a hand on your waist or your hip. It's a ghost of a touch, but there nonetheless. Bakugo's type of physical touch is protective, pulling you closer during late night walks through dark alleyways, holding your hand so he walks on the traffic side of the sidewalk, moving in front of you if there’s danger in front. But every once in a while he’ll look at you, stare at your face so long you start thinking maybe something is on your face, and he’ll lean in and press the gentlest touch of lips on your cheek.

Kaminari thrives on physical touch, he’ll hug you every chance he gets and this man is actually so clingy it's painful (ly cute). A part of your body needs to absolutely be touching no matter what—shoulders bumping during study, hands intertwined on walks, resting his chin on your head during cuddles, palm on the small of your back navigating through crowds—this man is obsessed with you. 

He’s not afraid to show love, he adores it, but sometimes he’s really afraid of overstepping. Like, one time you gently moved away from his touch, just not feeling it at that moment—weighed down by something that had happened earlier—and the whole day after that he didn’t initiate a single touch. Hovering around and trying to stay out of your way while also taking care of you, your favorite yogurt? Milk? Sweet treat? Comfort meal? He’s already handing them all to you. Denki is just someone who needs reassurance, after that? He’s clingy again. “I thought you hated me…” he says with a pout. The pout is a little dramatic and over exaggerated, but the gloss in his eyes tells you he was genuinely scared that you were gonna leave him.

Sero is such a cutie when it comes to physical touch, especially when it comes to you. He’s the type of lover who tries to be perfect, proper, gentlemanly… though sometimes his real self slips, and it’s absolutely adorable when it does. His touch is: gentle brushes of fingers when walking together, using his tape to pull you closer if you’re in danger or even anything remotely risky (petting a stray dog? Nah he’s pulling you closer), tucking your hair behind your ear or pushing it back if it’s shorter.

His touch is careful, practical, and because of all of this it feels really intimate and meaningful. Sometimes he loses the gentleman act and will just lean in and steal a quick peck on your cheek, or maybe ‘trip’ and hold your hand to steady himself—his touches are always cheeky. Sero might not be fully confident in himself so give him a nudge or tell him if you want more physical touch, after that he lets out an audible sigh and immediately pulls you in. “Jus’ wanted t’be perfect for you…”

A/N: finally came back home. will be writing more MHA so get ready! join my discord server all about MHA!

Caleb, who has conversations with the voice in his head (he’s not going crazy) all about you and how much he wants to see you, hold you close and never let you go.

Caleb, who has dreams about you, even if you’re being mean or cruel to him in his dreams he’s still grateful that you’re in them at all. 

Caleb, who’s only reason to go on living is you. From the moment he met you up till now. When he was lost in Deepspace his will to see you was stronger than his will to survive.

Caleb, who has love hearts in his eyes every time he thinks about you, yet stays silent out of fear—afraid of the backlash if people just see you guys as nothing more than siblings. He’s scared that you only see him as an older brother figure and not someone you could love romantically. 

Caleb, who always comes to see you from time to time, secretly watching from a distance, his fists clenching so tightly that his knuckles turn white and his nails bite into his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks as he sees you with others.

Caleb, who’ll always be here for you no matter what, but he would always want to keep you around him. He’ll buy you anything you want. Cook anything you want. Do anything you want, as long as you don’t leave his side.

⟢ He definitely cooks for you. AND HE’S A GREAT COOK TOO. Don’t be surprised if he says something along the lines of “I accidentally made extra.” at lunch time, because this man will absolutely ask your friends what your favorite food is. Or maybe he’d ask you and make it the next day saying he was “just craving it”. The blush on his face says otherwise… 🤭 OH and if you love sweet things more than savory? He is LEARNING. Staying up to learn how to make your favorite baked goods. He’d be too shy to give you any that doesn’t look perfect, but if you DO eat those? He’s yours forever (not that he wasn’t anyways-) but in that moment he’s at war with himself to go down on one knee RIGHT THEN AND THERE. 

⟢ Aren is an ‘acts of service’ guy through and through. Hair getting in your eyes? He’s brushing it back or tucking it behind your ear, not even overthinking it. It just comes so naturally to him. Only if you blush will he realize and blush too, turning away to try and not out himself when we all know he’s so head over heels. He’ll study hard, stay up reading until the first crack of dawn, just so he can help teach you on a subject or topic you were struggling on. He wants to help you, genuinely, and a part of him likes it when you lean onto him. When you compliment him?? OH HE IS REDDDD. AND SO SMUG. SO SMUG. He’ll help do your homework if he sees you’re tired, trying his best to replicate your handwriting if he has to. 

⟢ Aren is the type of lover that will find out what your love language is so he can show you in your language how much he loves you. He’ll buy you your favorite snacks and hand them over like it wasn’t a big deal, and then hands over a whole bag full of them when he sees your smile. He’s the type to bring spare shoes if he sees you decided to wear any shoes that might be uncomfortable in a few hours. OH BUT HE ALSO LOVES FOREHEAD KISSES. GIVING OR RECEIVING HE DIES. 

⟢ Living together

⟢ He’ll wake you up with breakfast in bed if you’re feeling unwell, tired, or just mentally drained. It’s perfectly made just the way you like it and he’ll bring his own breakfast to eat next to you. If you want to talk then he listens earnestly, dropping a few “NO WAY”, “WHAT??”, “SHE SAID THAT?” to show you he’s paying attention. Also he just really loves being able to be in your world. If you don’t want to talk then he’ll do the talking. Gently bringing up things like what he’s interested in recently, new hobbies, old hobbies, his friends and the stupid thing Nendo did the other day, or maybe something even as simple as “Let’s go out together today. Ya craving anything?” He’ll press his lips softly to your forehead, gently pulling you in for a hug that he tries to not hold you too tightly. If you like tight hugs though? Oh- this man is giving you SUCH a tight hug. Like those Ghibli hugs, absolutely just holding you close to his heart where you can hear the fast and steady beat. Sometimes he might say something you don’t expect, like, “Hear that? That’s how ya make me feel every time you smile. Shit drives me crazy sometimes, ya know that?”

⟢ Aren is keeping you in bed, if you gotta get up early to be somewhere? Make sure to spare 5 to 10 minutes of pure cuddling. “No… Don’ go yet… 5 more minutes…” The first 6 minutes he’s holding you close, still half asleep, the next 2 minutes is spent staring at you, stars in his eyes. The last 2 minutes is him kissing you, soft gentle presses of lips against your forehead and then finally your lips. He wants to prolong the moment as much as he can. When you finally come back home he greets you with a kiss and dinner <3 

⟢ He’s also is a big touch guy, so around your guys place he’ll always brush past you, a hand lightly hovering around your waist or hip. But at the same time it makes him go crazy, he’s always shy when it comes to you. He just wants to treat you well so he’ll definitely overthink almost everything. Cup his cheeks and say you’re fine? Aren is melting, immediately pulling you into a tight hug with a “Ya too fuckin’ cute, love…” he’d mumble into your hair. 

⟢ Moving around the kitchen together is probably one of his favorite things. When both of you cook together, moving, opening the fridge, chopping vegetables and stirring the pot. It all feels so natural, especially with Aren complimenting your skills even if you mess up. If you’re tired then he’s picking you up, placing you on the counter, and then cooking. He won’t let you even lift a finger. Try to help by handing him vegetables or a peeler? “O-Oi! I told ya to sit and rest, let me do it for ya.” He’ll sometimes raise his voice and act a little angry, he’s not angry, he's flustered as hell. He’ll swear here and there but when you guys have arguments he’ll never swear at you. 

⟢ Arguments with Aren are a whirlwind.His voice is raised and he’s a bit pushy. He wants to solve the problem now. Fix the misunderstanding right at that moment. He’s afraid of losing you, thinking that every argument needs to be immediately resolved meaning he won't voice out his concerns or his side. If you want time alone? He panics. “You’ll come back… won’t ya?” But overtime in your relationship he improves. He’s a pretty straightforward guy so he’ll be clear. If you look upset though he panics and immediately gets softer. 

⟢ Before going out Aren will check and double check that you have protective gear on, if you’re taking his bike. He’s the type who wraps you up before going out in the winter COMPLETELY, he’ll fuss over you just to make sure you’ll be safe. He’ll keep a hand on yours throughout the whole ride, making the excuse of making sure you hold on tight to be safe when in reality he just wants you close. Aren will absolutely not do any wheelies or tricks or whatnot if you’re backpacking—he absolutely will if you’re watching though, wanting to show off to you—but other than that he’s absolutely afraid of causing or being the reason you get hurt, whether physical or emotional.

⟢ Bonus: He absolutely loves it if you wear his glasses. They’re fake anyways but seeing something of his on you?? Yeah he’s gonna have a heart attack. Heck, if you haven't done it for a while he’ll start acting weird 

“Ya haven’t done that thing yet…” “What thing?” “D-don’t play dumb! You know! The glasses thing.”

Sylus somehow has everything prepared in the base, pads, tampons, menstrual cups, chocolate (along with a lot of other desserts that he had a professional baker make), soft self-heating blankets, a hot water bottle, a heap of crow plushies. He also gives the best tummy rubs, his hands are big but also warm so you sometimes use him instead of the blanket or hot water bottle.

Even though he has a chef, he prefers to cook for you and even when you offer to help he refuses, only letting you ‘help’ in the simple things, like picking out a salad dressing, or picking the sauce for barbeque, adding the finishing touches on a dish (placing a basil on the pasta he made). 

Sylus is the type of lover that knows all of the ‘rules’ and sometimes plays around with them, for instance he abides the sidewalk rule and walks at your pace if you’re walking a little bit slower. He’ll gently drape his jacket (or suit) on your shoulders when you’re cold and hold your hand tightly when navigating through crowds or just going around anywhere, albeit the N109 zone or in Linkon. He often jokes around, he’ll always have something to say when he does these things. When you say you’ll be fine and you won’t need to bring a jacket he’ll say something along the lines of “And then you’ll come and ask for mine like before. I’m not a philanthropist, kitten.” as he shakes his head. In the end he gave you his jacket. 

Sylus is the type of lover that’ll agree to letting you do all sorts of skincare on him. He walks in one night and sees a face mask on your face and he’s immediately roped in to be your little test subject as you try out different things on him, shaving his stubble, applying a face mask and moisturizer.