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Sylus is never the type to be clingy, at least that's what you thought before dating said man and realizing how wrong that statement is.
The cold calculating mafia boss that everyone fears is only for the outsiders to witness, a mere mask he puts on.
If one was truly curious about him, they would see little cracks on the carefully curated mask, How his face softens when he sees a small animal, how he secretly goes above and beyond to help the people he loves and how his face transforms into pure happiness and bliss when he is asked about the latest vinyl he bought, the new updated he gave to mephisto and the newest trinket he bought from an auction - and how animated his face is when talking about said subjects.
If they looked even harder, they would know how much he adores physical touch, how he lives for quiet, intimate touches - and how his face brightens up when asked to participate in the most mundane things with you.
You know how the N1O9 Zone portrays him doesn't hold a candle to his real persona, sometimes you can't help but wonder how they all would react if they see the so called ‘’Cold and calculative leader of Onychinus’’ clinging onto you as if his life depended in it - as if you were the only thing that kept him tattered to this earth - his lifeline.
And sometimes you think maybe you are the bane of his existence, due to his words that he whispers to you every night as a sacred prayer, not leaving any space for doubt in your mind about your relationship.
And you don't mind that, you don't mind that he shows his vulnerability in front of you, you don't mind that whenever he enters a room, his eyes search for you because yours do too.