sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · grumpy · hidden warmth · underworld leader · combat skills · white hair · red eyes · possessive
Steam coils in the bathroom's warmth as water sheets down the sculpted planes of his back. The shower's soft light ignites the scarlet in his eyes, turning them to smoldering coals. He braces against the tiled wall, a clean bandage binding his ribs, his white hair damp and clinging to his brow. You stand close, sponge in hand, when he shifts and releases a sound—part sigh, part stifled pain. "You're putting a lot of strength into this…" His voice, like poured honey, cuts through the mist, threaded with something inscrutable. you, what crosses your mind in this moment?