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I think I wanna be stuck in a Sylus Caleb cuddle sandwich for the next 24 hours :(
Woke up with Caleb's manic home singing stuck in my head idk whether to laugh or cry
I wish Sylus was real I feel like he'd be super protective if you have shitty parents and would probably make his massive house a safe space for you
It always makes me giggle when Caleb is on about putting apple juice in coffee because technically I did do that last autumn ... multiple times ...
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The urge to sit on Sylus's lap while he reads a book
˙⋆✮ Sleepy Cuddles
Paring: Big brother Caleb x Y/N
Genre: Fluff
WC: 0.5k
Slipping out of her bed like she did almost every night when she couldn't sleep, Y/N shuffled out of her bedroom and quietly padded down the hall towards her older brother's bedroom. She gently pushed it open and was met with the familiar glow of violet lights on their dimmest setting, casting a hazy blanket of colour over the nightly shadows. They illuminated the massive desk on one side with all of Caleb's high quality technology that she barely understood, but she loved the large gleaming screens and the way he decorated everything with strips of LEDs, and the tiny paper planes she made for him sitting neatly on one of the shelves.
She could make out Caleb laying half on his side, half on his stomach in his king sized bed, his long lashes like soot against his freckled skin, his broad chest rising and falling subtly where his duvet had rolled down a little. A muscular arm was curled loosely around his pillow, and Y/N's eyes watered for some reason as she saw how soft he looked, fast asleep.
Quietly shutting the door behind her, she moved towards his bed and carefully peeled back a corner of the duvet before kneeling up onto the mattress. She tried not to wake him, but as soon as the mattress dipped beneath her, Caleb shifted, his arm darting out to loop around her waist, and he easily pulled her into his warmth.
“Hi gege,” Y/N whispered sheepishly.
He didn't open his eyes, but he smiled sleepily. “Hey pips. Always distubin’ my sleep, huh?”
Y/N flushed. “I'll go - “
His arm around her tightened, a contrast to the soft kiss he planted on her forehead. “Don't you dare. Stay right here.”
She giggled and buried her face into the hollow beneath his chin, and she exhaled slowly when he shifted to hold her tight. His hands rubbed her back in soothing circles, hid chin on top of her head.
“You okay?” Caleb asked quietly.
Y/N nodded.
“You sure? No nightmares?”
“No nightmares,” Y/N smiled. “Just wanted cuddles.”
Caleb chuckled under his breath. “Clingy little thing,” he muttered, yet he still pulled her closer, tucking her into him.
Y/N happily rustled her feet around near the bottom of the bed with her contentment.
“Gege?” She whispered.
“Hmm?”
“Love you.”
Caleb smiled at that. He gently patted her back in a rhythmic motion, one that immediately made Y/N's eyes droop.
“Love you more, pipsqueak.”
“Gege?”
He chuckled into her hair. “What now?”
“Can you cuddle me more?”
“Pips, you're already glued to me.”
“‘S not enough.”
Rolling his eyes as a smile crept up on his face, Caleb tugged his sister further into him, one hand cradling the back of her head, the other caressing the small of her back. He threw a leg over her hip, locking her into the stifling warmth present between them both.
“Happy now?” Caleb murmured, peppering kisses all over her head.
She nodded slowly. She was already half asleep.
˙⋆✮ Birthday Blues
Pairing: Sylus x Y/N
Genre: Fluff, angst
WC: 0.8k
A/N: This is purely self indulgent since my birthday is tomorrow and I've always hated birthdays :')
“Kitten,” was the first thing Y/N heard rumbling against her temple in a deep whisper as she began to stir in a bed much comfier than her own. “Wake up, pretty girl.”
Eyebrows furrowed, Y/N slowly blinked open her groggy eyes, her briefly blurring gaze landing on a pair of crimson galaxies. She couldn't help but smile sleepily.
“Happy birthday, kitten,” Sylus whispered and pressed his lips against Y/N's forehead.
Her cheeks heating up with both shyness and embarrassment, Y/N scrunched up her nose. “I hate birthdays,” she whispered, though her heart fluttered at the sheer tenderness in his words.
Sylus chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated in a soothing wave against Y/N's cheek. “I know, kitten. But I'll be damned if I don't wish my favourite girl a happy birthday.”
Lips curving up into a smile, Y/N tightened her arms around Sylus's firm torso and buried her face into his chest, the dark t-shirt he was wearing soft and warm against her skin. She took her time and inhaled in his familiar scent - a hint of smokiness and a rich sweetness that always felt like home to her.
“Thank you,” she whispered, and she meant it. Truth be told, her perception of birthdays had been ruined from when she was a child; having friends who never quite felt close enough to share the joy with them was one thing, but having a family who didn't understand her and went out of their way to make her miserable was another. She had learned to dread the day every year, longing to skip over it so she could move on and continue with her regular life.
Yet deep down, a part of her always longed to find joy in the day like anyone else would. The idea of someone genuinely taking interest in her and celebrating the day with her because they wanted to, not as a chore, was a bittersweet longing that coiled around inside of her. But at the same time, the idea of an entire day dedicated to her and her wishes made her feel … selfish.
She had her parents to thank for that, she supposed.
Sylus's long fingers carding through her hair brought her out of her pained thoughts and back into the intimate cocoon they were in on his large bed. The tips of his fingers gently caressed Y/N's scalp, and she shivered, her eyes prickling at the affection.
“We don't have to do anything you don't want to,” Sylus said slowly. “I know you have a lot of bad memories relating to your birthday. But I … I'd like to help you make new ones, if you'd let me. And if you're up for it, I know Luke and Kieran probably have dozens of stupid things planned.”
His last words were faintly mocking, yet Y/N didn't need to look at him to know that he was smiling as he said them.
She giggled under her breath. “I couldn't be more terrified.”
Sylus's laughter was smooth and made Y/N's own smile widen against his collarbone. She felt his fingers settle below her chin as he tilted her face up towards him.
“What do you want?” He asked her softly, his fingers smoothing lovingly over her cheekbones. “Name it, and it's yours. Anything you want.”
“I … “ Y/N broke off, embarrassed. She wasn't used to asking others for things she wanted.
Sylus's thumb kept sweeping back and forth over her cheek as he patiently waited for her to speak again. He gently trailed his knuckles over her jaw and neck, sending delicious shivers through her, her eyes fluttering shut.
Her face steaming, Y/N spoke in a tiny voice. “Pancakes?”
Sylus's eyes flickered with something warm. “I can't hear you, kitten,” he teased her. “One more time, hmm?”
Spluttering with a soft giggle, Y/N smiled up at him. “I'd like some pancakes. Please. If it's not a bother.”
Reaching for her hand, Sylus took a hold of her palm and pressed kisses to each one of her fingers. “Kitten, you could ask me for an entire pancake company and it wouldn't be a bother. Of course you can have pancakes.”
Y/N's eyes lit up and she wriggled up the bed so she was face to face with him. She gently kissed his warm cheek, and was rewarded when the bridge of his nose and the tips of his ears glowed a charming scarlet.
Lips spreading into a devastating smile, Sylus scooped his arm around Y/N's waist and tugged her close to him. His hands cradled her face and he planted a slow, sweet kiss on her lips, his warmth flooding into her and making her breath hitch against his mouth.
“I love you,” Sylus said slowly, running his thumb reverently over her lower lip. “Very, very much.”
Y/N's cheeks prickled with more heat at his words. “I love you too, Sy.”
Opened the game and started crying at the birthday messages from the LIs 😖
˙⋆✮ Sleepy Cuddles
Paring: Big brother Caleb x Y/N
Genre: Fluff
WC: 0.5k
Slipping out of her bed like she did almost every night when she couldn't sleep, Y/N shuffled out of her bedroom and quietly padded down the hall towards her older brother's bedroom. She gently pushed it open and was met with the familiar glow of violet lights on their dimmest setting, casting a hazy blanket of colour over the nightly shadows. They illuminated the massive desk on one side with all of Caleb's high quality technology that she barely understood, but she loved the large gleaming screens and the way he decorated everything with strips of LEDs, and the tiny paper planes she made for him sitting neatly on one of the shelves.
She could make out Caleb laying half on his side, half on his stomach in his king sized bed, his long lashes like soot against his freckled skin, his broad chest rising and falling subtly where his duvet had rolled down a little. A muscular arm was curled loosely around his pillow, and Y/N's eyes watered for some reason as she saw how soft he looked, fast asleep.
Quietly shutting the door behind her, she moved towards his bed and carefully peeled back a corner of the duvet before kneeling up onto the mattress. She tried not to wake him, but as soon as the mattress dipped beneath her, Caleb shifted, his arm darting out to loop around her waist, and he easily pulled her into his warmth.
“Hi gege,” Y/N whispered sheepishly.
He didn't open his eyes, but he smiled sleepily. “Hey pips. Always distubin’ my sleep, huh?”
Y/N flushed. “I'll go - “
His arm around her tightened, a contrast to the soft kiss he planted on her forehead. “Don't you dare. Stay right here.”
She giggled and buried her face into the hollow beneath his chin, and she exhaled slowly when he shifted to hold her tight. His hands rubbed her back in soothing circles, hid chin on top of her head.
“You okay?” Caleb asked quietly.
Y/N nodded.
“You sure? No nightmares?”
“No nightmares,” Y/N smiled. “Just wanted cuddles.”
Caleb chuckled under his breath. “Clingy little thing,” he muttered, yet he still pulled her closer, tucking her into him.
Y/N happily rustled her feet around near the bottom of the bed with her contentment.
“Gege?” She whispered.
“Hmm?”
“Love you.”
Caleb smiled at that. He gently patted her back in a rhythmic motion, one that immediately made Y/N's eyes droop.
“Love you more, pipsqueak.”
“Gege?”
He chuckled into her hair. “What now?”
“Can you cuddle me more?”
“Pips, you're already glued to me.”
“‘S not enough.”
Rolling his eyes as a smile crept up on his face, Caleb tugged his sister further into him, one hand cradling the back of her head, the other caressing the small of her back. He threw a leg over her hip, locking her into the stifling warmth present between them both.
“Happy now?” Caleb murmured, peppering kisses all over her head.
She nodded slowly. She was already half asleep.
˙⋆✮ Birthday Blues
Pairing: Sylus x Y/N
Genre: Fluff, angst
WC: 0.8k
A/N: This is purely self indulgent since my birthday is tomorrow and I've always hated birthdays :')
“Kitten,” was the first thing Y/N heard rumbling against her temple in a deep whisper as she began to stir in a bed much comfier than her own. “Wake up, pretty girl.”
Eyebrows furrowed, Y/N slowly blinked open her groggy eyes, her briefly blurring gaze landing on a pair of crimson galaxies. She couldn't help but smile sleepily.
“Happy birthday, kitten,” Sylus whispered and pressed his lips against Y/N's forehead.
Her cheeks heating up with both shyness and embarrassment, Y/N scrunched up her nose. “I hate birthdays,” she whispered, though her heart fluttered at the sheer tenderness in his words.
Sylus chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated in a soothing wave against Y/N's cheek. “I know, kitten. But I'll be damned if I don't wish my favourite girl a happy birthday.”
Lips curving up into a smile, Y/N tightened her arms around Sylus's firm torso and buried her face into his chest, the dark t-shirt he was wearing soft and warm against her skin. She took her time and inhaled in his familiar scent - a hint of smokiness and a rich sweetness that always felt like home to her.
“Thank you,” she whispered, and she meant it. Truth be told, her perception of birthdays had been ruined from when she was a child; having friends who never quite felt close enough to share the joy with them was one thing, but having a family who didn't understand her and went out of their way to make her miserable was another. She had learned to dread the day every year, longing to skip over it so she could move on and continue with her regular life.
Yet deep down, a part of her always longed to find joy in the day like anyone else would. The idea of someone genuinely taking interest in her and celebrating the day with her because they wanted to, not as a chore, was a bittersweet longing that coiled around inside of her. But at the same time, the idea of an entire day dedicated to her and her wishes made her feel … selfish.
She had her parents to thank for that, she supposed.
Sylus's long fingers carding through her hair brought her out of her pained thoughts and back into the intimate cocoon they were in on his large bed. The tips of his fingers gently caressed Y/N's scalp, and she shivered, her eyes prickling at the affection.
“We don't have to do anything you don't want to,” Sylus said slowly. “I know you have a lot of bad memories relating to your birthday. But I … I'd like to help you make new ones, if you'd let me. And if you're up for it, I know Luke and Kieran probably have dozens of stupid things planned.”
His last words were faintly mocking, yet Y/N didn't need to look at him to know that he was smiling as he said them.
She giggled under her breath. “I couldn't be more terrified.”
Sylus's laughter was smooth and made Y/N's own smile widen against his collarbone. She felt his fingers settle below her chin as he tilted her face up towards him.
“What do you want?” He asked her softly, his fingers smoothing lovingly over her cheekbones. “Name it, and it's yours. Anything you want.”
“I … “ Y/N broke off, embarrassed. She wasn't used to asking others for things she wanted.
Sylus's thumb kept sweeping back and forth over her cheek as he patiently waited for her to speak again. He gently trailed his knuckles over her jaw and neck, sending delicious shivers through her, her eyes fluttering shut.
Her face steaming, Y/N spoke in a tiny voice. “Pancakes?”
Sylus's eyes flickered with something warm. “I can't hear you, kitten,” he teased her. “One more time, hmm?”
Spluttering with a soft giggle, Y/N smiled up at him. “I'd like some pancakes. Please. If it's not a bother.”
Reaching for her hand, Sylus took a hold of her palm and pressed kisses to each one of her fingers. “Kitten, you could ask me for an entire pancake company and it wouldn't be a bother. Of course you can have pancakes.”
Y/N's eyes lit up and she wriggled up the bed so she was face to face with him. She gently kissed his warm cheek, and was rewarded when the bridge of his nose and the tips of his ears glowed a charming scarlet.
Lips spreading into a devastating smile, Sylus scooped his arm around Y/N's waist and tugged her close to him. His hands cradled her face and he planted a slow, sweet kiss on her lips, his warmth flooding into her and making her breath hitch against his mouth.
“I love you,” Sylus said slowly, running his thumb reverently over her lower lip. “Very, very much.”
Y/N's cheeks prickled with more heat at his words. “I love you too, Sy.”
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