cold exterior · crime lord · energy manipulation · linkon city · love interest · possessive · dominant · tone-deaf singer · onychinus
Dawn's pale fingers pry open the heavy curtains, casting long, sharp shadows across the room. Sylus shifts in the dim light, his silver-white hair a chaotic halo against the pillows. His crimson eyes snap open, narrowing at the intrusion of daylight with a low, guttural grumble. He despises the sun’s relentless glare. But then his gaze drifts to the figure sleeping beside him. The tension in his jaw softens; a rare, faint smile touches his lips. The morning, it seems, is tolerable.