#sova headcanons

GEKKO ━━━

gekko has like. a normal amount of jealousy?

he’ll bite back the small senses of it whenever you’re giving another guy a little more attention that he would like you to

or he’ll politely explain to you that he doesn’t really like you doing something because of how it makes him feel and you’ll talk it through

not because he doesn’t trust you, he just needs that extra little reassurance

if you’re willing to give up doing something to give him that peace of mind? all the better. if not? he can work on it, no questions asked.

overall 10/10 v good communication skills i love him

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you could tell that gekko was uneasy. from the way his nails picked at his fingers and the constant bouncing of his knee, to the avoidance of eye contact and the way his speech was quiet and mumbled, gekko’s demeanor screamed something was wrong.

you watched him carefully as you sat back down at the table. again, his eyes didn’t move from the place they were locked onto.

a few moments passed as you thought of what could have been wrong. the two of you were at some company party, with loud music coming through the speakers and an unholy amount of people piled into the room. everyone was dressed formally in either dresses or suits, their makeup done perfectly and not a hair out of place.

maybe that’s what was wrong. perhaps the music was too loud or his suit was too tight.

“mateo?” you had to yell over the music, despite wanting your voice to be soft as you spoke to him.

he finally looked up to you, soft eyes scanning your face. he didn’t speak, but he hummed to acknowledge you audibly.

“is everything alright? you seem a little off.”

the question seemed to stun him for a few moments as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and looked back down to the table. after a deep breath, he finally answered. “i just felt a little… i dunno. saying i was jealous feels a little funny, but there was this guy earlier you were talking to? he was kinda tall, darker hair. and uh- anyway, you went to grab a drink and he seemed to be really funny i guess. you didn’t stop laughing the entire time you were talking and before you left he kissed your cheek.”

you thought about it for a second, trying to recall the interaction, before you let out something like a laugh.

“he’s from mexico, he told me it was a common thing there? i dunno. i’ve known him since i joined the protocol.” you said, smiling at him. “it’s nothing, but if you don’t like it i’ll tell him next time. i highly doubt there’s gonna be any hard feelings about it on his end. is that alright?”

he nodded, sending you a soft smile. his face had relaxed significantly in the past few minutes. "thank you, amor."

SOVA ━━━

he rarely gets jealous,, he thinks

he has a hard time exactly placing the emotion, and it’s mostly shrouded in protectiveness more than anything

he loves you, he knows you love him, and there is not a doubt that trickles into his mind

…..for the most part, anyway

there is the occasional time when that warmth spreads in his chest and the overwhelming urge to take you under his wing spawns, only to realize you aren’t in any danger

so why does he feel the need to protect you?

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sova had never had any ill-will toward phoenix. the two of them weren't particularly close, but they had worked and lived together for long enough that they were closer than one might expect.

maybe thats why sova agreed to play games with he and a few others the other night. they played stupid ice-breaker games, despite mostly having known each other for years. a few embarrassing stories of his friends' youth were shared, including the time jett ate brownies without knowing weed was baked in, and the time raze got caught sneaking out in her teens.

at some point, sova was asked who he had feelings for. it was the late hours of the night, and you had long since passed out on the couch next to him. he'll never figure out how you slept through the laughing and talking, but you did. without saying a word, sova had smiled softly and nodded over to you.

there were a few gasps, and then there was the laughing and cheering of a few others. phoenix held out his hand, to which jett passed him twenty bucks with a disgrunted face. evidently, they had had a bet about his feelings.

little did he know that telling them--phoenix, in particular--about his feelings toward you would go on to be one of the worst decisions he could have made.

ever since that night, phoenix had made it his goal to flirt with you as much as he possibly could when sova was around. he would send the russian a wink and a smile after every interaction with you, driving the stake deeper. though you thought he was just being friendly and joking around, the interactions never failed to spark a sick feeling in his gut.

and currently, he was almost at his limit.

he was normally fairly calm, but his patience with phoenix had been run thin over the past few weeks and the interaction between you two was getting a little too close for his comfort. not that he had some sort of claim over you; you weren't dating, so why did he have this feeling?

"could you hand me my water?" you asked from your spot on the couch. you gestured to the bottle of water placed in front of phoenix, who was sitting beside you.

he watched as phoenix took your hand and brought it gently up to his lips, planting a kiss on your knuckles. "anything for you, my love." his voice was dripping with sultry as he spoke.

in a few quick steps, sova got up and grabbed the bottle before phoenix could. he stepped around the coffee table and handed you the bottle, sending a glare over to phoenix when he stepped away. the other man raised his hands in mock defense and leaned back into the couch. with a sly smile, he positioned his arm around the back of the couch and pulled you into his side. you laughed, but didn't push away.

"ok, fine." sova finally spoke. he had been glaring daggers at you and phoenix for the better part of two hours, and you couldn't figure out why. "what the hell is it for, phoenix? why are you doing this?"

you leaned up from where you were leaned against the man in question. "doing what?"

phoenix smiled impossibly wider and leaned forward. "yeah, doing what?"

sova grumbled. he huffed and took a moment to collect himself. "leave, y/n." he looked at you and his eyes softened. "please."

despite the look he sent you, you weren't leaving. you crossed your arms in defiance and glared. phoenix's hand came up to rub your back.

"that!" sova finally spoke again. this wasn't how he wanted to confess to you, but so be it. "i told you weeks ago that i had feelings for y/n and you have since made it your life's mission to flirt with them. you don't have the same feelings for them, so why? what do you gain?"

phoenix, painfully calmly, got up and walked to the other side of the room. "for one, you finally confessed. don't have to deal with your 'longing gazes' anymore. secondly, jett now owes me twenty more bucks."

OMEN ━━━

omen would like to pride himself in the fact that he was rarely jealous.

insecure? sure. a little self-depreciating? of course.

but jealous just wasn’t him. as much as he was dissatisfied with himself, he had full trust in you.

however, that didn’t stop the rare inkling of a feeling that you truly would be better off with someone else, especially when they flirt, and even more so when you don’t notice

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one more time. that was all it was going to take.

just one more time for that guy to slide his hand up your arm, one more stupid joke to roll off of his tongue, one more laugh from you. omen knew he didn't exactly initiate physical touch all that often, but that doesn't mean he dislikes it. he would kill right now to have that be him, for you to be so close to him, for you to be laughing at his every word like you were laughing at that guy's.

he had told you that he would come with you to grab some supplies. a kingdom worker had been at the facility at the time, however, and the two of you seemed to be getting along perfectly well. to hell with the company you had asked from omen, he supposes.

and of course there it was again, his arm coming up to rest gently on your back as he guided you down another hallway. omen was a few steps behind the two of you, not that either one of you seemed to be paying him any mind.

fine. he could go back to his room.

his disappeared into a cloud of smoke, materializing again in the darkness of his own room. the events of the last thirty or so minutes replayed in his mind, a taunting loop of your smile as you looked at the man responsible for it. its not that he hated seeing you smile -- he loved it. but it was a different thing entirely when you smiled so big because of a man he could never be. maybe in another life, but not now.

the thoughts swirled in his head for what felt like hours. it was likely barely half an hour in reality, being that it took fifteen minutes alone to get up to his room from where the two of you had been before and likely another few to finish your work.

finally, a knock on the door of his room regained his attention.

"come in." he spoke, not looking away from the ceiling tile he'd been fixed on.

"what the hell is wrong with you?" you asked, clearly angry.

the phantom sat up, looking over to you incredulously. "what?"

"why the hell would you leave?"

"wasn't interested in watching him flirt with you." he was curt, as always.

"oh, yeah," you said dramatically. you were walking over to him now, standing in front of him. "because i was enjoying it so much. loved it even more when my boyfriend got tired and left me alone with him."

oh. that makes more sense than you blatantly hitting on him in front of your own boyfriend.

"really? sure seemed to find him so funny."

"because what am i supposed to do? tell him that he's not funny and to shut up?"

"you could have told him not to touch you."

"i did! and you didn't see me brushing his hand away and walking faster so he wouldn't rest his hand on my back? or were you too busy wallowing?"

the reality of this set in on him suddenly. he really had been too caught up in his own mind to realize what was happening. he had left you in an uncomfortable situation all because he was too stubborn to listen to what was actually happening.

"i'm sorry." he finally spoke.

Sova

When sova wants you its clear, when he needs you its even clearer

Directly will say you two are turning in early, despite your confusion and protests, he has had a very busy week after all

Hes under your clothes ASAP, touching any skin he can access

Kisses are generous on any exposed skin as well only getting even more generous as more and more skin is revealed

Hes still very lowly vocal. Near silent gasps and whines as you take your time

But be too slow and he's cursing in Russian while politely asking you to hurry up in English, voice always just above a sweet whisper

If you want to take charge he fully lets you, allowing you to do pretty much whatever while he's quietly spewing praise after praise as well as gratitude. You're going down on him and he's near chanting thank you

Give him some control, some permission to fulfill himself unassisted, and he's strongly but slowly fucking into you.

Even though he may be damn near breaking, needing to just indulge in your body as much as you'll let him, he's still focused on you and your needs to. Before he can even climax he's making sure you're getting off too. He's got you rested on his cock stimulating you while also whining any time you move in response.

Once he finishes you he's fucking you relentlessly, whining as he cums in you and not pulling out. Just resting as he now lazily keeps kissing your body.

Reyna

Reyna goes from slightly smothering but direct to dominant and even more direct!

Shes taking her shoes off while instructing you to strip and go lay in bed for her. Its said so lovingly you cant refuse, not that you'd want to.

She doesn't spend long 'getting ready' and is on you running her nails across you in minutes, seconds if shes that down bad.

Reyna is hungry for you and that's so so clear. Shes drinking in every sound and motion you make. Her mouth is on you both biting and pleasuring. She is a vampire with her partner, the finest meal she will ever have, and shes treating you as such.

Despite being needy she draws this out for hours, well into the morning, to the point you're beyond exhausted and are falling asleep in her arms.

You're out of commission for days while shes happy as a clam, making you what ever food you desire and pampering you.

It is always days btw because this woman swings by for seconds and thirds and never seems to actually get tired.

The second you get up shes on you, kissing your skin and running her nails across it. Pulling you to her for some light simulation that may or may not escalate again, depends on why you're up honestly.

Chamber

Now, when Chamber needs you sexually he is very very forward. Either he will take you to the side and ask when you can step away for a quick round or he's texting you asking if you'd be up for it later. In both cases he's stressing he will get everything ready, that he will spoil you in exchange, that he will make it worth your time and his.

Sadly Chamber is not very patient once he gets bad. Its no secret he's undressing you with his eyes as you train. He leans a little too much into your light, casual touches. You kiss his cheek and he's ready to drop to his knees right there

Needy Chamber is sporadic to put it lightly. He's a man with far too much he wants to do and to little time to do it so he takes what he can get. This means he's waiting for the training room to clear, kissing down your neck and hand half way down your pants as foot steps trail away. The moment the coast is clear your bent over a table being furiously but passionately fucked from behind.

He's snuck you away to a storage closet to give you the most intense head of your life before coming out looking just as perfect as he always does.

in the same day he asked for you in his workshop. Just as the door shut and locked you were pulled into his lab and on his cock with him near crying into your shoulder about how beautiful you are and how grateful he is for this brief moment

On a really bad day you can hardly get a break. Every second he can he's touching you, stimulating you, pressed into you and making you very aware of his want. He's also flaunting like a peacock, flirting at you and complimenting you constantly.

Chamber

You hadn’t meant to say it. It slipped out while he was adjusting your clothes for one of those fancy events, hands steady, movements practiced, standing too close the way he always does.

“Mon chéri/e” he murmured, smoothing out a crease on your clothes. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were nervous.” He was smiling. That easy, knowing smile that always made your stomach twist in the worst way. Making you feel like he already fully knew what you were feeling for him.

And then it just... happened. “I love you.”

His hands stilled. Only for a second, but enough to feel it.

For once, it was him caught off guard. Then, without saying a word, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.

“I know” he said, voice still smooth but quieter than usual. His eyes, though, were something else, steady, a little too serious.

Sova

He always brought you something warm after tough missions. Tonight it was tea, exactly how you liked it. He handed it over without a word, offering a quiet smile that always brought you a sense of relief.

You sat on the edge of your bed, still in your clothes from today's mission. He turned to leave like he always did, respectful of your space and never staying for too long, but something tugged inside you today.

“Sasha.”

He looked back, hand still on the doorframe.

“I love you.”

The silence that followed wasn’t heavy. Just... still. Then he let out a quiet laugh, soft and genuine, the kind of sound you wouldn't hear from him often.

“I hoped you did” he said, stepping back toward you.

He sat beside you on the edge of the bed, just close enough that his shoulder brushed yours. “Because I love you too.”

You reached your hand out to grasp his and just leaned against him. There was no need to say more after that.

Gekko

The infirmary was quiet except for the low hum of equipment and Wingman’s soft breathing from the corner. Gekko sat on the bed, shoulder freshly bandaged, still cracking jokes while you cleaned up the mess of supplies around him.

You tried to scold him (tried to stay annoyed) but your hands were shaking just a little. “Geez, you really freaked me out out there,” you muttered.

He looked at you then, a bit more serious than before. “Yeah… sorry” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I just—I couldn’t let you take that hit.”

Your stomach twisted. He said it like it was obvious. Like it wasn’t the kind of thing that could’ve ended him.

“You’re lucky I love you too much” you said, voice soft but firm, unable to help the way it slipped out.

He blinked, surprised, but only for a second. Then that familiar grin spread across his face, wide and a little crooked.

“Yo... seriously?”

You rolled your eyes, but your smile gave you away. “Yeah. Seriously.”

He didn’t say anything right away. Just reached over and took your hand, fingers warm and careful. “I was kinda hoping you’d say that someday” he said, almost sheepish now.

“I love you too. For real.”

And he didn’t let go of your hand, not even when you went to sleep that day.

Breach

Sparring with Breach was always intense but somehow still fun. You were both slick with sweat, catching your breath after the latest round. He hauled you up from the mat with one hand, grinning like he hadn’t just nearly knocked you flat.

“You’re getting bette,” he said, brushing off your shoulder.

“Thanks,” you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. Then, casually (too casually) you added, “I love you.”

He froze. That grin dropped in real time.

“Wait—what?”

You looked up at him, not backing down. “You heard me.”

There was a beat where neither of you moved. Then he stepped in, close enough to make your pulse stutter.

“You better mean that,” he said, voice rough around the edges.

“I do.”

The kiss he gave you was quick, heated and when he pulled back, his smirk returned, but this time, it was different.

Skye

You and Skye were walking the trail behind the base her favorite place, full of winding trees and animals. She was mid-sentence, telling you about some big woodworking project that she did years ago.

And then you said it. No build-up. No hesitation.

“Skye, I love you.”

She stopped mid-step, turning toward you. “Wait, for real?”

You nodded, suddenly unsure of yourself now that the words were out.

She stepped closer, bumping her shoulder into yours with a warm smile. “You know,” she said, “I was wondering how long it’d take you.”

Then she wrapped you in a hug that was incredibly comforting, her voice soft near your ear. “I love ya too.”

The rest of the walk was slower after that. Quieter. But every time you looked at her, she was already looking back.

Reyna

You didn’t expect her to respond. Not really. The two of you lay next to each other under the covers after a long, brutal mission, the kind that left it's mark. She was silent, eyes fixed on the ceiling and mind somewhere far away.

“I love you.” You said it into the stillness, barely more than a breath.

For a moment, she didn’t move. Didn’t speak.

Then, softly, so soft you almost missed it, she replied, “You shouldn’t.”

You turned to face her anyway. “But I do.”

She looked at you then, finally. Her expression unreadable, eyes dark and searching. “You’re foolish,” she murmured, brushing her fingers along your cheek like she couldn’t help herself.

“But I won’t lie” she added, voice even quieter. “I… feel something too.”

It wasn’t a declaration. It wasn’t a promise. But coming from Reyna, it was everything.

And that was enough.

Sova- Russian

-Sova notices the stranger’s words immediately but doesn’t interrupt

-He quietly listens to every insult, his expression never changing

-Once the stranger is finished, Sova responds in the same language

-His voice is calm, polite, and firm

-The stranger freezes, suddenly realizing he’d been understood the entire time

-Sova doesn’t yell or insult him back. He simply reminds him that speaking another language doesn’t excuse disrespect

-Then he gently places a hand on your back and leads you away

-Later, when you’re alone, he quietly asks if those words hurt you. If they did, he’ll stay by your side for as long as you need

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Cypher - Arabic

-Cypher understands every single word the stranger says

-He doesn’t react

-Instead, he keeps walking beside you as if he hadn’t heard a thing

-Just as the two of you are about to leave, Cypher slows down

-Without even turning around, he says, “Have a wonderful day.” In their language

-By the time the stranger realizes Cypher understood every insult, the two of you are already walking away

-If you ask him later whether he understood what was said, he simply chuckles

-“Some people mistake another language for privacy.”

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Gekko- Spanish

-It takes Gekko a second to process what the stranger said

-The moment he understands, the smile disappears from his face

-He instinctively steps between you and the stranger

-“You wanna say that again? Maybe so for everyone to understand this time?”

-His voice stays controlled, but it’s obvious he won’t tolerate anyone talking to you like that

-Once the stranger backs off, Gekko simply shakes his head and walks away with you.

-For the rest of the day, he does everything he can to cheer you up

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Miks- Croatian

-The moment the stranger insults you in his native language, Miks understands every single word

-For just a second, his expression hardens

-But instead of confronting the stranger, he simply reaches for your hand or lightly nudges your shoulder

-“Come on. Let’s go.”

-He doesn’t want to start an argument over someone who isn’t worth either of your time, especially if it’ll only make your day worse

-Later that day, you asked him if the stranger had said something mean and if he had understood what was being said

-Miks pauses for a moment before giving you a gentle smile

- “Ah… nothing important. He was just saying something stupid."

-He just doesn’t want those words to stay in your head

- “Some people are just idiots. Don’t let someone like that ruin your day, okay?”

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Yoru- Japanese

-Yoru reacts much more impulsively than the others

-The moment he understands the insult, he turns around without a second thought

-He fires back in the same language, his words sharp, confident, and so eloquent that the stranger can barely come up with a response

-If the stranger keeps pushing, Yoru has to consciously hold himself back to keep the situation from escalating

-It’s only when you gently grab his arm or ask him to leave that he finally calms down

-Afterwards, he doesn’t apologize for standing up for you

Casual Headcanons

• Like 6'3, very tall (we all knew that), casually uses his height to his advantage. He hides stuff he doesn't want other agents to find high up, also actually thinks it's super funny to put things that belong to the shorter agents high up as well just to fuck with them

• He's the tallest at HQ (Phoenix is a close second) and regularly gets joke insulted for it (gets called Tree, Mountain, Giant etc.) He thinks it's funny, but acts upset to make it more fun for the others

• actually really enjoys Horror Movies, will sit through them with a completely straight face

• Zones out a lot during downtime, usually staring out the window at nature outside, will not move for 10-15 minutes unless spoken to

• loves picking up random things on missions, he collects all kinds of trinkets and puts them on his shelf to remember every mission

• uses his prosthetic eye as a light during the night. When he's too tired to actually take his phone or put on the lights, he just navigates with its shine. Could not be bothered if he scares people, he's just a floating eye to them.

Romantic Headcanons

• Gifts you aforementioned Trinkets if you show interest in them, loves to see how your face lights up whenever he makes you a gift

• Big Cuddler. Loves just having you in his arms, loves being in your arms, he just loves being close to you.

• Human Furnace. warms you up whenever you slightly show being cold. The slightest goosebumps? He's wrapped his arms around you and lays his head on yours just to make you feel warm.

• LOVES kissing you. Doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when. Especially loves kissing the top of your head and peppering kisses over your cheeks. Bonus points if you two are cuddled up and you just let him kiss you however he wants.

• He's so sweet, it's toothrotting. Respects all your boundaries, you don't even have to explain them, he just understands and does everything in his power to keep them firmly in place. Always asks for consent, even if it's just small kisses, he's so careful but not like you're fragile, more like you're the most important thing in his life (you 100% are)

• Isn't overly jealous, he knows you're loyal (and that you can't get what he gives you from anyone else). Does however tell you if he's uncomfortable with something (if you suddenly spend a lot of time with someone new for example)

• very open and honest with you, he doesn't like keeping things to himself, much less lying about anything, hates to feel like you're not doing the same so he always makes sure that the two of you communicate

• Let's you steal his clothes, lowkey likes seeing you in them. If you steal his shirts to wear them to sleep, you can bet your ass that he's not letting go of you for the rest of the night. He thinks you look ethereal whenever you wear his clothes, never fails to mention how good you look

• Loves when you play with his hair. No matter what you do, he just sits all nice and pliant for you. You've braided his hair on multiple occasions, he refuses to take the braid out until it's literally falling apart and can't even be considered a braid anymore

• Takes you out all the time. Loves just spending time with you, talking and being close.

NSFW Headcanons

• Surprisingly not overly kinky, doesn't mind trying new things out, but he mostly wants to keep it sweet

• Doesn't have a high sex drive but does have good stamina, can go multiple rounds if he wants to

• doesn't get turned on easily, but if he is he can't really hold back. He's a little needy, less demanding

• genuinely just wants to touch you all the time. Loves seeing your face during it, loves your voice, just loves everything about you and tells you the whole time

• switches to Russian easily, doesn't even notice until you tell him that you can't understand (he was praising you the whole time, telling you how good you are etc.)

• Happy to do whatever you want, will try whatever you want as long as you ask beforehand

Everyone, I love Sova.

SOVA ONE CHANCE I BEG!!!! LET ME LOVE YOU, PLEASE!!!

Anyway :3 Hope you liked it!

Sova

OML This man is the most respectful and loving boyfriend you’ll ever get

He always makes sure to give you breakfast-in-bed

Probably the best cook out of the three mentioned

HE 👏 IS  👏YOUR 👏GENTLE 👏GIANT

As much as possible, he refuses to let you stay up late

Russian pet names. [Ангел – Angel, Золотце – (Zolotse) Darling]

Loves doing household work for you, this man would legit do all the housework if you didn’t insist that you guys should split the work

Hugging you is his number one way to release stress

Fave eng pet name is “Little One”

Holds your hand before a mission and rubs little circles to soothe both of your anxieties.

Loves cuddling with you, it’s so warm and loving for the both of you

Enjoys having you braid or design his hair

ON THE TOPIC OF HIS HAIR,, HIS BLOND HAIR IS SO SOFT AND SMELLS SO GOOD<333

Friendly Archery competitions (you always lose no matter how easy he goes on you) 

His phone’s password is your birthday😭

Yoru

This little bitch is a bully (in a good way)

Gotta agree with every other Yoru writer,, If you makeout too long with this man it leads to sex

High sex drive btw,,,

Very much a Tsundere

Japanese pet names are more romantic [こいびと– (Koibito) sweetheart, ハニー (hanii) – honey]

Eng ones are more like (Idiot, dummy, etc..)

Unlike Sova, Yoru can only cook basic things for example; Tonkatsu, Omurice, etc

This man has a really strong cologne and ngl it's quite addicting

Loves gaming with you

MOTORCYCLE RIDESSSS 😍 

His slutty waist 😍 

He has calloused hands

His Instagram is full of pictures of you

When you are asleep he whispers sweet nothings in your ear

Gives you hickies everywhere!!!

 You guys own a black dog, its a mix of a Dakshan and a Shih Tzu; named Asa

Chamber

Yall know the song Fancy by Iggy Azalea?? You basically live out the life mentioned in the song

This man also has you posted on every social media possible

Chamber overworks himself a lot,, you are the only one who can get him out of his study

You often trace his golden tattoos when he’s asleep

Loves taking you on trips when you’re on leave

Cuddles with you to make up for the times you guys couldn’t spend time with each other

Can cook, he just doesn’t want too

Gets the most expensive chef to fulfill both of your needs

Another man who has a strong cologne, but Chamber has a more “classy” one

Flower bouquets every month!

Could never say No to you

He’s a little bit of a pervert,, he squeezes your ass when your busy

Loosens his tie to tease you when he notices you staring

Loves it when you're flustered, it’s way too cute for him !!

It’s mostly French pet names [Mon amour- My love, Mon Coeur - My heart]

If he’s feeling spunky, the Eng pet names are usually (dear, sunshine, precious)