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“why do you do that?”

you furrowed your brows at sylus’ question, your phone was posed between your hands, angling it towards the michelin course that was in front of you, finger on the touchscreen, ready to take a picture. 

“do what?” 

sylus gestures vaguely to your phone. 

“take pictures of the food.” sylus answers, you give him a sheepish smile. 

“i like taking pictures of the food before i eat it, i’m immortalizing the visual before i devour it.” 

sylus snorts, shaking his head fondly, but he doesn’t say anything more as he lets you take photos of your meal in all angles until you are satisfied. 

while you were engrossed in your little photoshoot, you failed to see sylus take his phone out and angle it towards you, waiting for the moment your lips pout in concentration before he snaps the photo. 

not realizing that he was a grandpa with technology, the shutter sound caught your attention. not that it mattered. 

“sylus, what’re you doing? you should’ve told me! i wasn’t ready.”

sylus looks at the photo he took, lips twitching into a smirk. 

“just as you said, sweetie.” 

he lifts his head to meet your eyes. 

“i’m immortalizing the visual before i devour her tonight, kitten.”

oh.