cyangxerr

[cyangxerr]

❝ You live to tease sylus but this time it goes wrong... or really, really right. Find out.❞

──── 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 ──────

This is a work of fiction.

I do not own the character Sylus—This story is purely based on my delusions and fan love I only own the Chaos, the writing, original plot of this story, and scenes belong to me. Beside that the character credit goes to Love and deep space Infold Pte Ltd.

English isn't my first language so I hope you can put up with my broken english.

Title : It all started as a prank

Author: @Cyangxer

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

❝This is my bikini for the summer.❞

You're sprawled out laying on your back on the leathered couch in your shared apartment, one leg thrown dramatically over the spine of the couch, phone hovering above your face like usual. Your other hand sprawled over the glassed coffee table ahead of your sofa. There rested a plastic bag of Takis as you pick at least 4 or 5 pieces at once and munch on it as if you're sharing it with somebody and you're trying to eat as much as you possibly can. Couch potato-but wait, is it really allowed to call you that? You mean, You just got home after work?right? You deserve the rest-some fun and snacks.

So now you're scrolling through TikTok, brain half-asleep and thumb on autopilot, when that prank pops up again. The one where girls hold up literal strings and tell their boyfriends, "This is my bikini for the summer." You cackle every damn time-watching those poor guys glitch, their reaction being like, "Are you for real right now?"

Another one scrolls by. You grin, nose scrunching but not enough to reach your eyes as you snort to yourself. This time, the guy just straight-up walks out the door like he's done. You've now seen at least 10 videos like that within that little scroll session.

And every time? You're crackling like a donkey that just saw a human more stupider than them.

Just as you're cackling like a menace, the thought hits like lightning. An evil idea is born.

Your head tilts. A slow, devious smirk curls across your lips.

Sylus.

The man. The myth. The menace you live to tease.

You let out a soft, unhinged giggle-the kind that carries pure evil in it. Because not teasing Sylus for a day? Equals to a boring day.

Some minutes later, you're still sprawled on the couch as your other hand still blindly searches for the Takis, rustling the plastic like a stray kitten digging through a trash bin-until your fingers hit bottom. Nothing. Just air and crumbs.

You freeze. Blink. Then glance at the bag like it personally betrayed you.

You sigh, seeing the empty nothing in the bag.

"I guess every good thing comes to an end."

You get up, grab the empty bag and clean the mess you've created. You glance at the clock-time was getting closer to Sylus's return. Your lips curl into a devilish smile.

Well... there's still other good things to come though.

You hear a car pull up in the driveway, and somehow, you know it's him. You get up, peeking out the top-glassed roof of your shared apartment as Sylus's car slides perfectly into his usual spot. A smirk tugs at your lips-almost biting them at the Sole sight of this man.

The night was nighting Dark and Dim. The only source of light being the flickering street lamps.

Yet even in that low glow, you make out the glint of his signature watch as he opens the car door.

His silver hair peeks out your eyes softening at the sight even after years of knowing him and months of dating you could never get enough of this man and honestly? Who could blame? His hair shined in the night. Heck. He shined in the night.

he gets out of the car- and as if he could feel your gaze. his eyes lift up to meet yours. His instincts were sharp as if he always has to be on alert your eyes widened at this. Slightly embarrassed. internally screaming. He caught you simping as if he wasn't already your man but he just smiles like he always did whenever your eyes meet. And like always? You return it happily.

After some seconds of time stopping eyes contact. He finally waves up at you with something on his hand. Then only you make out the bouquet he was holding with it. Your smile only widens. This time enough to reach your eyes. Your hands cover your mouth in surprise like every time.

He always brought you flowers- just because.

He's now on his way to the apartment. He walked like he was fond of the night. Which he was. And it seems night was fond of him too. He looked great in the sunlight but something about nightlight he looked more like him that time.

And before you realize it your legs are moving on their own to meet him halfway. You always greet him by the door-not because like a chore for a girlfriend or by the expectation of some "men" having their girl at the door steps. No.

But-just because.

Click. Then he twists the door knob making another clicking sound and you see him he's already stepping into the apartment the whole atmosphere changes and fills with his strong manly scent. gosh this man stinks of masculinity. He smelled so expensive yet with a hint of your own shampoo still lingering after a long day and there's this other scent like.. fireworks? But what does a grown ass man even do with the fireworks. In festivals? Okay. but on a normal day? Still he somehow wore it like a king. You loved him whole you didn't mind that. He walks in and the bright apartment a moments ago? Somehow his aura makes it darker the more he steps into it.

He's already smiling at the sight of you ahead as he opens his mouth to speak but you beat him to it "Welcome home." Your voice is soft, Loving and welcoming. He looks a bit surprised by that but also not so much. Then he lets out a chuckle it rumbles straight into his heart from his mouth "Always beating me, huh? But thank you Sweetie. For always welcoming me like this-" then he pauses "means a lot." The next sentence comes even more genuine. You could see in the way his eyes soften while saying it. The way his lips curls.

He wraps his strong arm around your waist your hands instinctively going over his shoulder. He kisses your temple "I missed you." He says it like he found a lost kitten after searching for it for so long.

You just grin cheekily swinging your hair on air sarcastically "How could you not." You say with a humor on your tongue. He laughs short "Damn right." He says as he leans slightly back to look at your face properly his eyes roam all over your features making your face tingle by his sharp gaze even if he looked like he was admiring you like a collection of arts he collected. It was still intense.

Like he just now remembered.

"...Right." His voice is low, a little rough. But still trying hard to make it sound softer just for you. "These are for you." he hands out the bouquet of your fav flowers. You blush flashing your grin "You never forget, do you? Your voice is laced with excitement and happiness. "How could I not? My kitten is on my mind 24/7. It's like you've reserved my head and you're that stubborn thought that I cannot not think of all the time. Not that I don't want to anyway." He replies his voice sounding cocky and dreamy at the same time. That makes you giggle.

Sylus was now in the bathroom taking a shower while you were planning a mischief you were ready with the string on your hand and your phone already on record. Smiling at the camera you had placed in the table in front while you sat on the couch comfortably. After the wait he finally comes out with a towel wrapped around his hips you sniff as if sniffing away the invisible blood coming from your nose from all hotness. Well the room was certainly getting hotter.

Anyway you cough out the sexyness. It's not like you haven't seen this man like this already. Back to the mission.

"Heyyy~" you greet him with a hint of excitement you couldn't hide. He glances back at you with a suspicious look "Y/n what are you planning?" He asks his voice suspicious but curious. You open your mouth in a mock offense your hands resting on your chest "Why'd you think that?" You spit out acting offended. He just smirks "Because last time you did that it didn't end well." His eyes spoke more than his tone did. Yup he was teasing you.

You open your mouth then close right back up remembering the night of that day the day your "little fun" backfired. But not this time you're prepared so you bite your lips together closing your eyes as if controlling yourself before spitting out something feisty and ending this before it even starts.

You just smile sweetly up at him it was an act he knew it well. Well you didn't try to hide it well in fact you wanted him to realize it. It was an act. "Why dont you come join me?" You pat the seat next to you. He raises his brow "Like this?" He points to his half naked form. You squint your eyes. Maybe it was better if he was fully clothed for this plus you dont want the whole titkok to see your man like the way only you get to see plus figured it would be a distraction for you.

After a full thought battle with yourself you say "umm.. you're right." You nod. "Shooo go get dressed-" You flap your hand in air signing a go. "you little slut." You smirk ending the last line with a cocky ness in your tone. Right back at you.

It has him flabbergasted he is taken a back then he slowly side eyes you but then rolls his eyes. Sighs. And leaves to get dressed. Murmuring "I'm not little." Well he was getting used to this.

You're now both seated at the couch. Sylus now fully clothed. You look at him. He looks right back at you. You look at him. He sighs "What?" He breaks the silence. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He suspiciously asked. Then only you realize you've been grinning stupid at him for the last few minutes.

"Do you know why you're here today?" You cheerfully ask. "Well I'd know if you'd just tell me." He longers the tell in his tone. "Right." You nod. "You're here as my dress reviewer today yay, isn't it fun?"

He blinks but nods anyway and says "Yayy" in the most manliest voice possible. Well to him he actually wanted it to sound feminine but. His voice betrays him.

You're already a cackling mess making fun of him. Bullying sylus is a job you don't get paid for. well you do actually from all the spoiling he does to you to the extent you're uncomfortable accepting them.

Remembering the point you stop midway. He looks at you concerned now. Did u just glitch? The only glitch he knows to fix is the computers not humans. When he was about to ask if you're fine. you cough. Serious mood on.

"Alright, you're here to rate my bikini for the summer okay?" You excitedly announce trying your best to hide out the giggle you've been surpassing thank fully he doesn't notice. Perks of being good at acting.

"Show me." He nods actually showing interest waiting patiently and then you look closer There's a hint of excitement in his eyes he tries hiding but you read it like an open book.

Then the ultimate reveal. "Ready?" U ask with so much enthusiasm Just to pull out the string from the hidden place, your pocket.

He looks a little longer at the string on your hand then smirks his reaction being like why am I not surprised?

"Didn't know we were going to a nude beach this summer." He matches your freak. Then he pulls out his phone and starts doing something in it. You frown. that's it? No other reaction?

"Heyy" you whine tugging at his t-shirt. "How dare you pull out a phone in front of me." He just laughs that devilish laugh and you knew he was plotting something "I'm not." He says with a raise in his brow finishing his sentence. You peek into his phone "What are you doing anyway?" You ask.

"Booking a private beach." He flatly says like it's not a big deal. Well to him technically it wasn't.

"Oh my god." You face palm yourself your tone disappointed rather than grateful you knew if another person was offered this they would take it happily but not you. The guilt of having money spent on you was bigger than you being thankful for it.

He notices your reaction and he looks slightly disheartened "Why? Don't you like it?"

You rush to comfort him "No." You quickly and flatly say "It's just.. I feel guilty." You add.

Sylus looks at you like he understands where you're coming from and he does. He cups your cheeks making you look at him and hold eye contact "Why, kitten? Just think of it like my money your money."

You give him the eye "Well it's not."

Sylus seems to be searching for ways to solve that "Well do you want me to transfer my bank money? Or even better want me to write you as my inheritance to all my properties?"

You gasp "Syluss." You warn.

He just laughs his fingers graze his lips as if zipping his mouth up and holding his hand up in a mock defense "Alright. Whatever my lady asks."

You shake your head with a sigh.

"But come to think of it kitten, it would be fun with just us. No other people." He says trying his best to convince you. And it wasn't helping you were falling for it yet you remain the hard image. "Come on, kitten. You hate the crowds." He adds.

You sigh in defeat "Alright but this will be the last time." His eyes shine and you could see he was doing his victory dance inside.

Now you feel like you owe him something. And the only thing you have to give him in this moment... is a kiss. Or maybe more than just a kiss.

So you lean in. Your lips meet his softly at first. He responds instantly, but there's something restrained in the way he kisses you back. Like he wants to fall into it but something holds him back.

Then he pulls away.

Your brows knit together in confusion.

Did you mess up? Did he not like it?

His eyes are locked on yours, lips parted slightly, like he's caught between pulling you again or standing perfectly still, His breath hitches His hands are at his sides like He's barely holding back but he has to. He's slightly flushed, cute.

He looked at you with that all-too-familiar way of seeing right through you. And it all made sense.

He speaks up after a sickening silence "Don't kiss me just because you think you owe me," he says, voice low, careful.

Your breath catches. He knew. He always knew.

But this time he was only half right.

Sure,you felt like you owed him. But you're not offering him a kiss just for that. But just because- you want to.

You smirk grabbing him by the collar pulling him down with you, your back sinking into the couch cushions beneath you. The fabric brushes your skin as his body hovers just inches from yours.

His breath hitches just barely. Surprise flashes in his eyes, but he masks it quickly with that cocky smirk. That infuriating signature smirk.

"How come you're so good at reading people," you murmur, your voice a touch lower, a teasing whisper brushing his skin, "but you can't read me?"

He tilts his head, eyes scanning your face again. The smugness falters just a crack. His brows knit slightly, lips parting as if trying to decipher a code he should've known by now.

Then he chuckles. Quiet, deep. Dangerous.

"You can say that," he murmurs, voice laced with warmth and challenge, "but you can't deny I wasn't halfway there."

You roll your eyes but the gesture is more amused than annoyed. Your chest rises as his weight dips a little closer. You could feel the heat radiating off him now. It lingered in the air between you. Thick, like gravity.

Your patience snaps.

"Just kiss me already," you breathe, your tone somewhere between frustration and craving but-demanding.

His gaze darkens instantly. And with a glint in his eye and a pull of his lips, he obeys, leaning in his mouth brushing yours with delicious slowness.

You tighten your grip on his collar pulling him even closer.

This man liked being ordered around.

And you? You loved being the one ordering around.

A/N : hello dear reader! If you've made it this far tysm for reading this. I've mixed up 2 chapters from Wattpad into this because it looked too short here. Get to know more about these characters and author on Wattpad @Cyangxer. Ty.