sylus' mental war with the mephie plushie
sylus had woken up, quickly sensing that something wasn't right. no, it wasn't the fact that you had basically hogged the blanket.
sylus sat up, the bed slightly creaking at the sudden motion. he turned to his left, only to find you comfortably wrapped in the soft, heavy blanket whilst hugging a plushie of mephisto.
sylus had felt personally offended. he stared at the plushie and you for a while in absolute pure disbelief, eyes wide open. that should be him, not the crow.
but yes, the mephie plushie that he got for you from that claw machine after multiple attempts. even with help from his evol, it still wasn't a success until thirty minutes later.
the mephisto plushie looked... unique. the light grey shaped ball of fluff and cotton currently in your arms was being squished and indeed, very misshaped.
for a while there was pure silent.
then a quiet, much offended scoff.
sylus leaned against the headboard, arms crossed, very much rethinking his life decisions while staring blankly at the wall. he only persevered for you, just because he saw you eyeing the toy for a few seconds. he's basically losing his mind to a medium-sized stuffed animal at four in the morning.
it was until he had decided that it was enough. it had been officially five minutes. and so, sylus decided to make his move. he gently, with utmost care, removed the soft plush from you and plopped it on the nightstand next to him.
your brows furrowed at the sudden loss of comfort.
sylus quickly glanced at you, making sure that he didn't fully wake you up. immediately, he slid into the plushie's original place, gradually pulling you against him with an arm around your waist.
instantly, your expression softened.
"better?" sylus whispered. you buried your face into his neck, arms wrapped around him and already falling asleep again.
sylus was clearly, very satisfied with his victory against the inanimate object.
(little did he know, mephisto saw everything through the small gap between the door and the wall and tried his best to quietly walk into the shared bedroom. there were little echoes of small metal pats, as he then jumped onto the nightstand and proceeded to nip the wing of the crow plush, then slowly waddled away).
a/n: lmao i cant sleep without hugging anything. how i would love to be hugged by sylus.....
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