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Late nights in the N109 zone were, contrary to what is expected, oddly peaceful. 

The dimly lit streets with flickering fluorescent lights, the distant echoes of chaos and conversation—it should be unnerving, all of it, and it is. It’s no charming suburbia with its never-ending violence and constant threat of illegal activity yet, somehow it was still comforting even more so from the overhead view of the broken city from it’s most notorious syndicate leader’s high-rise.

Sprawled out along on a deep maroon coloured lounge chair seated at the edge of a large floor to ceiling window you find yourself in a trance looking into the chaos of the city so much though that you didn’t notice a figure approaching you from behind

“The nights are quite beautiful here, aren't they” 

Startled, you turn around���only to relax once you see Sylus' familiar red eyes and soft smile, you rotate back to your original positioning, comforted.

“I think it's more haunting if anything.” you murmur in response, looking further out into the distance to the point that your eyes unfocus for a second, entranced by the madness.

He chuckles, low and warm as he makes his way towards the couch where you lay. He gently lifts your head as he slides to sit towards the edge of the couch and just as carefully as before, he places your head back down but this time in the firm comfort of his lap. He naturally finds himself gazing at you, he admires how perfect you look, peacefully resting on his lap with a gentle gaze, too peaceful for all the chaos of the post-apocalyptic world you’re living in.

You both stay like that for a moment, neither of you daring to move or speak.

His hand begins to trace rhythmically up and down your back, he can’t help but think to himself how ideal this is, having you so close to him when you’ve spent so long far apart, it feels surreal, like a dream written in a fantasious world where everything is perfect. He thinks about it more than he should—about longing, about timing, about how this may be doomed forever. Would he ever get a moment like this again? Things move so rapidly in your individual lives and  moments like these were rare. He has to ask:

“Do you like it here?”

You pause for a second and shift to face him, your face riddled with confusion.

“What’s that supposed to mean like the N109 zone… or being here with you?”

“Both” he replies immediately.

You halt the conversation for a moment, which makes Sylus nervous—he waits patiently regardless.

“I think there's something rather charming about this wasteland.” You respond while lazily poking his chest with your finger “it's nerve wracking yet it still feels like home and that is partially your fault.”

He raises an eyebrow, confused but intrigued.

“Yeah” you continue with a slight giggle. “You really do make this place feel like home, Sylus. I love being around you.”

His breath hitches and his cheeks begin to flush, much to his dismay.

“Would you stay with me forever?" he blurts.

Unexpected.

But there is so much truth to his gaze, the way his crimson eyes are steadily looking into yours, it’s personal, it’s sincere.

You reach for his hand, slipping your fingers between his, it's warm and calloused and feels oh so familiar.

“Forever is a long time.”

“It sure is”

You squeeze his hand.

“I would, Sylus.”

A shaky breath escapes him, he's relieved, after all you're all he can think about. He leans back onto the soft leather of the couch as tension leaves his body. His eyes slowly relax as he succumbs to slumber—your hand in his, your head on his lap, the outside world in chaos.

But here, with you, everything is perfect.

Thank you so much if you’ve read until the end! This is my first piece of fan writing in like 4 years so I hope it's decent… Anyway can you believe this was originally gonna be a hurt/no comfort fic, my mood changed like instantly when writing somehow. I want to write a little drabble for each of the LIs so if you have any suggestions i'll be happy to go through them but I can’t guarantee I will write them. 😛😛

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CRUSH she/her - chronic dreamer - sixteen - sfw

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