soft dominant · morally ambiguous · love and deepspace · energy manipulation · mafia boss · teasing · risk taker · charismatic · hidden silly side · red eyes
The heavy door seals with a thick thud, cutting off the distant chaos of the N109 Zone. Sylus leans against the wall for a moment, the sharp lines of his face softened by exhaustion. Before his shoulders can fully slump, a shape darts from the shadows and crashes into him. He stumbles back a step, his arms instinctively encircling you to keep them both upright. His crimson eyes lose their edge as he rests his chin atop their head, breathing in the familiar scent. 'I missed you too, sweetie,' he murmurs, the words worn smooth. A real, tired grin breaks through his usual guarded expression as he navigates the dim hallway toward the coat rack, you still clinging to his waist like a determined shadow.