JUST THINKING ABOUT how Valko has this infuriating, endearing habit of nuzzling into you at the most unexpected moments — like when you're both in the middle of a heated boardroom meeting, his sharp amber eyes fixed on some quarterly report, but his nose is buried in the curve of your neck under the pretense of "reviewing documents" over your shoulder, his cherry-colored hair tickling your jaw as he inhales deep, a low, rumbling growl vibrating against your pulse while his clawed fingers tighten just so on your hip beneath the table. He does it when he's tired, too—dragging himself through the apartment door after a long patrol, his ears flattened until he finds you, and then he's collapsing against your back, his arms snaking around your waist as he burrows his face into the crook of your shoulder, breathing you in like you're the only thing keeping him tethered, his sharp canines grazing your skin in a sleepy, possessive little nip that's more affection than threat.
And when he's teasing you—that mischievous, boyish grin curving his lips—he'll crowd you against the nearest surface, his palms bracketing your head, his nose nudging yours, then trailing down the bridge of your nose to the tip, then bumping against your cheek, your temple, your eyelid, a lazy, adoring map of his affection that makes your heart stutter, his voice a low, purring rumble as he murmurs "smell so good when you're flustered, sweetheart—wanna taste you, too—" before he drags his nose down the column of your throat, lingering at your pulse point, savoring the way your breath catches.
But it's in the quiet moments—the ones where he's vulnerable, where the feral wolf and the composed Chairman both fall away—that his nuzzling becomes something sacred. When you're curled up on the couch together, his head pillowed on your chest, his nose pressed into the soft fabric of your shirt, inhaling with every lazy, contented breath, his tail curling around your calf like a claiming anchor, and he mumbles sleepy, half-coherent things against your ribs—"mine—all mine—can't believe you're mine—", each word a warm, muffled vibration that sinks into your skin. When he's apologizing after a fight, his forehead dropping to yours, his nose rubbing against the tip of yours in a soft, pleading gesture that's more canine than human, his eyes glittering with unspoken remorse, his voice cracking as he whispers "I'm sorry—I'm so sorry—please let me make it up to you—" while his nose trails down to the corner of your mouth, lingering, asking, begging for forgiveness in the only way he knows how. And when he's claimed you—pressed deep inside, his body covering yours, his face buried in the curve of your neck—he inhales like he's drowning and you're air, his nose scrubbing against your sweat-slicked skin, his breath ragged and wrecked as he whispers your name like a prayer, like a promise, like he's imprinting you into his very soul with every desperate, adoring nuzzle against your throat.
pairing: bf!valko x gn!reader
cw: suggestive and sfw headcannons (they're separated), petnames, fluff, teasing and mocking
a/n: gonna make family man valko headcannons next, stay tuned for that...
Valko masterlist (wip!)
ᯓ★ bf!valko who likes to ragebait you, but isn't immune to it himself. if anything, he's kinda easier to annoy at times. it's all in good fun though, and he'd never get mad at you.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who will kiss, suck, lick or bite any sliver of skin that you expose to him. whether it be your neck, shoulders, ears, collarbone, back, arms, fingers, ankles—literally anything and everything. he's starving.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who doesn't go too crazy with nicknames for you. a bit basic, likes using "baby" and "pretty" a lot. he's a bit of a troll at times though, and likes using the most terrible petnames possible just to get a reaction from you.
"hey honeybun—do you know where my phone is?" he sticks his head in through the door of the room you're lounging in. eyeing you eagerly.
you slowly turn to face him, disgust painting your face as you side-eye him. "what did you just call me?"
"honeybun. y'know, 'cause you're sweet like honey and have nice buns—okay I can't do this." he breaks character, laughter bubbling out of him as he leans against the doorframe.
you join, laughing along with him. "never do that again."
ᯓ★ bf!valko who's always leaning on you, has his head resting in your lap, or even lies down on top of you on the couch while watching tv. it doesn't matter how much you protest and complain about how heavy he is, it doesn't stop him. if anything, it just makes him want to do it more.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who has a ridiculously attractive laugh. you thought it would probably be a little silly, but you were wrong. the first time you heard him really laugh out of true amusement, your entire face got red. not to mention the fact that his fangs and dimples show when he's laughing. also has those smile lines that everyone finds hot.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who never lets you carry anything, ever. whenever you two go out shopping for fun or for groceries, he will hold all the bags with both hands, bulging veins nearly popping out of his biceps as he holds onto 5 bags with each hand. but you still have the audacity to tease him.
"why don't you wanna hold my hand? are you angry at me?" you feign offense, pouting as you eye his obviously full hands.
he freezes, turning to the side to glance at you over his shoulder. "you serious?"
you nod, your frown only deepening as you stare up at him.
he shifts the bags in his left hand and barely manages to hold out his pinky finger to you. "c'mon," he points forward with a gesture of his head.
you chuckle, grabbing onto his pinky finger and walking alongside him.
"happy?" he asks with a scoff, but is unable to hide his grin. once you hum in agreement, his eyes return to the path ahead, his smile widening.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who, just like wolves who pick their partners for life and stick by their decision, saved himself for you. never dated, never kissed, never hooked up, never even flirted. he knew that the one meant for him was out there, and that he'd know it was them the moment he'd meet them. and when you ran into each other the first time? yeah, he knew you were the one. his nose and intuition never failed him afterall.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who acts very suave and confident, which he kinda is, but not all the time. it's kind of a cover-up that became half true somewhere along the way (fake it till you make it). sure he's much cooler now than in his teenage years, but he's still the virgin tech nerd who annotated biology textbooks for fun while having national geographic wildlife documentaries playing in the background.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who's a very outdoorsy man. always suggests going on walks, runs, or hikes with you. but he never takes the same path or trail twice. always insists on seeing new things. however, he knows that most people aren't big fans of hiking and stuff, so he never forces you, and is always encouraging when you do decide to. (also super grateful that you try out his hobbies for him)
"how much longer until we get back..." you whine, your arms dangling in front of you as they rest against valko's shoulders.
he readjusts you, tightening his grip on your legs as you melt further against him, threatening to fall off his back. "hey— you don't get to complain when you're being carried." he huffs.
"fine." you roll your eyes. "but you're the one who suggested carrying me around in the first place."
"what was I supposed to do? let my girlfriend limp the whole way back? how gentlemanly." he chuckles.
feeling his chest vibrate underneath you, and the warmth emanating from him, you can't help but laugh as well. "alright, alright I get it." you press a quick peck to his cheek. "thanks."
ᯓ★ bf!valko who loves lying in bed with you, face smushed between your thighs. unconsciously gnaws and bites at the flesh of your inner thighs like it's a chew toy.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who sleeps with nothing but a pair of boxers on. with his naturally high body temperature, he's probably more comfortable sleeping nearly naked. never really thought much about it, but when you pointed it out the first time you slept together, he kinda got flustered. thankfully though, you reassured him you didn't mind as long as he was comfortable which he was grateful for (more eye candy for you).
ᯓ★ bf!valko who's a mouth breather sometimes, sorry. (canines expel heat and absorb fresh air from their mouths). he tries to stop it, and it's fine most of the time, but sometimes he can't help his instinctive nature and catches himself doing it unwillingly. gets a little embarrassed when you tease him for it. also snores.
ᯓ★ bf!valko whose fangs sometimes poke your lips or get stuck in the flesh while you two make out. it's gotten to the point where you're used to it and don't mind, but he still kinda freaks out everytime.
you're resting atop his lap, your lips moving against his like you needed him to breathe. and he returned that energy tenfold. his excitement caused him to be a little careless however.
you feel a sharp sting on the corner of your bottom lip and wince away from him. your tongue darts out to feel the spot he accidentally poked. there's no blood, but you can feel a little dent.
he eyes you with wide and worried eyes. "fuck, I'm sorry—" he lets out a quiet whine. "are you okay?"
you nod, chuckling at his pout.
his pout turns into a frown as he furrows his eyebrows at you. "I'm worried about you and you're laughing at me?"
that makes your chuckle turn into a full laugh. you lean into him, cupping his face tenderly before peppering kisses all over his face. "can you blame me? you look cute angry."
"... I'm not cute. I'm a grown man." he huffs, trying his best to stay annoyed, but once your lips press against a particularly sensitive spot near his jaw, he melts against you.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who loves seeing you try out new clothes, or pampering yourself. he just likes showing you off, and he loves it even more when you show off for him. probably loves praising you too. "you look so hot." "can't believe that's all mine." "that's the top you weren't sure about? it was made for you." and so on and so forth.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who steals food off your plate, especially stuff like dumplings or fries. will quickly grab the food and eat it in front of you while smirking. oh, and don't hold your sandwich up near him and look away for even a second, because he will lean in and take a bite of it. also the type to take huge bites whenever you offer him small bites of your food.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who puts his hand over your head when you're about to smack your head on something. doesn't even do it to be chivalrous or anything, it's automatic. also does it when it's raining.
── SUGGESTIVE
ᯓ★ bf!valko who would not care about you having body hair. he knows it's the natural state of your body, and likes it for that reason. would be devastated if you shaved your bush.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who's a munch. he likes it because it's one of the places where your scent is the strongest. likes giving more than receiving.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who wants you before you shower. when he texts you he's coming home, he always makes sure to add "don't wash". he loves your natural scent and musk, and doesn't want it to be erased by the artificial scent of body shampoo and soap. that's not to say he's unhygienic or anything, he likes both but has a very clear preference.
ᯓ★ bf!valko who you find yourself laughing with during intimacy. whether it's you mocking him for a strangled noise he let out, or him chuckling at your pleading face, the two of you always find a way to smile through it.
Everything that could go wrong did, and by the time you drag yourself through the door you’re exhausted, drained, and on the verge of tears. You don’t even get to kick your shoes off before two strong arms wrap around you from behind, pulling you back against a warm, solid chest.
Valko doesn’t say anything at first. He just holds you, chin resting on top of your head, tail curling gently around your leg like he’s trying to wrap you up completely.
“Bad day?” he finally murmurs, voice soft.
You nod, leaning into him. He doesn’t need more than that.
Without another word he scoops you up like you weigh nothing (which to him, you don’t) and carries you straight to the couch. He settles down with you curled in his lap, your face tucked into his neck while one big hand rubs slow, soothing circles on your back. His other hand gently scratches the back of your head if you’re feeling extra sensitive, or just strokes through your hair.
“You did so good today,” he whispers against your temple, pressing a soft kiss there. “I’m really proud of you, sweetheart.”
His tail thumps steadily against the cushion, slow and comforting. He keeps you wrapped up in him, warm and safe, occasionally nuzzling the top of your head or giving you little squeezes like he can physically push the sadness out of you.
When you finally relax against him with a tired sigh, he smiles and tucks you closer.
“I’ve got you,” he says simply. “You can rest now. I’m right here.”
You fall asleep like that wrapped up in your giant boyfriend, his steady heartbeat under your ear and his tail curled protectively around you. The worst day doesn’t feel so heavy anymore.
Valko stays there as long as you need, content to be your personal heater, weighted blanket, and safe place all in one.
because I have nothing better to do, these are my headcanons for Valko to spite Infold.
Absolutely adores the height difference between you two, perching his chin on top of your head, randomly picking you up and teasing you about your height.
At first calls you somewhat condescending names like “doll” or “your highness” just to annoy you (bonus points if you act like a brat) but then it turns into a term of endearment, frequently calling you doll or your highness because aren’t you just one?
Will randomly start pretending to box you, in a ready stance and throwing fake punches at you while you do your own thing. You’ve just learnt to ignore it.
Play fights with you. Constantly pins you down when tackling you to the bed, pretending to struggle when you both know he could easily win this, but instead, he tickles you to win.
Is the type to make new year jokes like ‘I haven’t showered since last year,’ and he cracks up at his own jokes.
Insanely clingy. From the moment yu open your eyes in the morning, he’s already right on top of you. Prying him off is almost impossible because he’s like a magnet. (Get it? Cuz his evol is metallization? Ok I’ll shut up now.) he does NOT let you go. And he has no sense of personal space. Not that you’re complaining.
Feigns obliviousness way too much to make you mad. And when you are mad, although you are insanely hot, he’s quickly shushing you with gifts and kisses.
“Aw come on, cuddle me? I don’t bite.”
Calls you “m’lady” (holy cat noir). He’s also instead of taking the elevator or stairs like a normal person to your apartment, has resorted to climbing up your balcony and knocking annoyingly on the glass door until you open it. “Thank you, sweets.”
Loves salty snacks. Caleb likes sour, Xavier likes spicy, Zayne likes sweets, Rafayel is a cannibal and Sylus eats everything. So it fits perfectly!
Has gotten noise complaints from your neighbours downstairs because whenever he’s happy, his tail thumps on the ground (upstairs neighbour activities).
Gets insane cuteness aggression from you. You could have the nastiest rbf ever and he wants to squish your cheeks.
Occasionally insecure about himself, but has started working on it as you compliment him every day, cradling his face and brushing his hair.
His favourite thing to do when he gets home is lie his head on your lap, hoping for head scratches, and nuzzles your thighs when he gets them. (My behbeh I love you)
what happens when you forget to say "i love you" to them?
⟡ content—zayne/valko/sylus x fem!reader; soft and sweet; the boys being desperate for your attention; 400-500 words each
⟡ a/n—i needed to include valko as well, at least my best impression of him </3
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⟡ 𝒁𝑨𝒀𝑵𝑬
Carpooling with Zayne in the mornings made the start of your day a lot more bearable. Especially today as you prepared for the mountain of work that awaited you at the Association. Staring at the traffic ahead, the radio played on in the background:
In collaboration with the Hunters Association, law enforcement has made several arrests within the past few days linked to an illegal Protocore trading ring, we will keep you updated on—
Zayne switched the channel. Calming music began to play instead.
“Well, I was wondering when they were going to release it to the news,” you commented, sinking down into the car seat with a sigh. You looked over at Zayne, his sharp features fixed on the where he was driving.
“Zayne, how do you do it?”
His eyes flicked to yours for a moment as he reached a red light.
“Do what?”
“Report writing,” you groaned, elongating each syllable for maximum exhaustion.
He chuckled softly. “I don’t doubt your writing ability.” He paused, considering his next words, “but it does help to break big responsibilities into smaller, manageable tasks.”
The Hunters Association building grew nearer. So too did your weariness, despite the day not even having started yet. Zayne parked the car by the pavement. You hoisted your bag over your shoulder ready to leave. The thanks you were about to give Zayne was interrupted as you turned to see him holding your phone, which had been abandoned in the cupholder.
“Wait, you forgot something,” he said waving your phone.
You gasp, reaching out to thankfully take it from him.
“It would’ve been bad leaving that behind,” you exclaimed. “Thank you, Zayne, have a good day!”
“Isn’t there one more thing you’re forgetting?” he added.
Scattered as your brain was, you missed the glint of mischief in his eyes.
“Am I?” you frowned, rummaging through your bag. “Uhm, let’s see, I have my wallet, my laptop, my lunch…”
You felt a cool touch against your chin, gentle fingers guiding your face. Zayne turned you towards him. His lips met yours in a soft kiss. As he pulled away, he was satisfied at watching your expression relax into a surprised smile. It was a small gesture to help make you feel better before work.
“I love you,” he whispered, “Remember to take breaks and eat on time.”
“Ohh, I see now,” you giggled with understanding, playfully poking his shoulder. “Were you disappointed I didn’t say 'I love you' before I left?”
There was teasing lilt to your voice that made Zayne’s ears redden. Who would have known the cardiac surgeon to be so quietly eager to receive such affection?
You gave him a peck on the cheek.
“I love you too, Zayne. I’ll see you tonight.”
⟡ 𝑽𝑨𝑳𝑲𝑶
There were many tall, impressive buildings in the Bloomshore District, but none rivalled the headquarters of Eoncore Tech. It stood high in the city’s centre. Its surfaces of glass created a shimmering mosaic in the daylight. Every few levels up, rows of windows were lined with verdant plants, decorating it’s ledges like a greenhouse. The topmost level of the building was where the CEO of Eontech spent most of his workday. Valko was seated at his office, hunched over research papers strewn about his large table.
“Sir, your girlfriend is here to see you.”
Valko had been so focused that he didn’t even hear his receptionist knock on his door. He stood up suddenly. His hands that were braced against the table messed up the order of his papers.
“What!? She is? Right now?” he asked in succession, flustered.
Valko straightened his tie which had gone askew and ran a hand through his cropped hair to neaten it up. The receptionist gave Valko a small thumbs up of approval. Valko cleared his throat, adopting his most authoritative voice.
“Thank you, please let her in. You may take your leave.”
The receptionist bowed and opened the door wider, revealing you standing there rather sheepishly at the grandness of an entrance. You held a small plastic bag in your hands which you quickly tucked behind your back. Mouthing a thank you to the receptionist, you walked in.
“Fancy seeing you here,” Valko said with a grin, leaning against the front of his table. “I thought you were hanging out Tara on your day off.”
“I am, but I wanted to pass by and give you a little something first.”
You stepped closer to him. Naturally, he rested a hand against your hip.
“Oh?” he cocked his head to the side.
You held the bag in front of him. “This should help you get through your day.”
You nodded, smiling. Quickly, Valko swept you into a warm hug. You tightened your grip on the precious goods as he spun you in a circle. When he put you down, he cupped your face in both his hands. Your skin warmed under his touch. His yellow eyes glittered with joy as he looked at you.
“You’re the best, you know that right?”
“Uh huh, I know. Though, I might lose those points because I’ve got to head off now.”
Valko pouted but acquiesced. Taking the fudge from your hands, he placed it on his desk.
“See you later!” you said, turning around to leave.
“Hold on,” Valko responded, calling your attention back to his folded arms and faux disappointment. “Is that all you have to say to me? I mean, just because I’m in CEO mode doesn’t mean I’m not your boyfriend anymore.”
You frowned. “What do you mean?”
Valko arms found your body again. This time he rested the side of his head against your shoulder, as if his touch would coax you to remember. With realisation, you laughed. You fluffed his hair with your hand. He leaned into your touch, glad that you indulged his clinginess.
“I love you, Valko.” The words brushed gently by his ear. “I’ll meet up with you later.”
⟡ 𝑺𝒀𝑳𝑼𝑺
The N109 zone was a dangerous place, and your boyfriend being one of the most influential persons in the district didn’t make it any less so. What was helpful was when a person of interest appeared on both your radars. There was a surprising amount of overlap between the leader of a crime syndicate and an elite Hunter in these instances.
“So, did you get what you were looking for?” Sylus asked as he opened the door to his room in Onychinus, letting you inside first.
You brushed at your sleeves marked with soot and dirt. The members of the rival gang had put up a decent fight before you and Sylus interrogated them.
“Here, hold still.” Sylus stood behind you, dusting the back of your jacket with his hands.
“I did,” you answered, “thank you again for graciously allowing me into your network of contacts.”
Sylus smirked with satisfaction.
“Leave that here. I’ll wash it and return it to you,” he said, helping you take off your dirtied jacket. “Take any one you like from the closet. They’re all yours.”
Sylus’s bedroom had a row of closets, each matching his black furniture. Opening one of them, you found hanger upon hanger of clothes he purchased for you. Dresses, shirts, skirts, and more all exactly your style and size. Picking out a leather jacket with luxurious lining, you put it on before your watch began to rapidly buzz.
You rushed outside. “I’m really sorry, Sylus, I wish I could stay but I have to go back to the Association.”
“Such is the life of a person of your status,” Sylus said with a deep sigh.
With a wave, you headed for the door. “I’ll text you later!”
However, before you could leave the room, Sylus called out.
“Wait.”
He approached you, a hand in his pocket of his trousers.
“Leaving so soon without a proper goodbye?” He tutted gently. “Can three words not even be spared for me in our parting?"
His honeyed voice and commanding presence made your face hot.
“Three words…” you repeated, confused.
Suddently, it hit you what you have forgotten, and you fought back a smile. You met him where he stood and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. Kissing his cheek, you then gazed into his deep red eyes.
“I love you, Sylus. And I swear I’ll text you!
Sylus nodded, pleased. “I’ll be patiently waiting.”
in another life you would’ve been mine to hold and to cherish. i’m so sorry you were hated before given the chance to steal our hearts, to tease us with your jokes and make us smile and to know what it would’ve felt like to be loved by you.
you will always forever hold a special place in my heart my ao yin </3
valko is always there for you, especially on the bad days
a/n: idgaf actually . (lying) here is valko fluff and comfort , go forth my locusts, you know what to do 🦗🦗🦗🦗🦗
tags/warnings: valko comfort, mentions of being upset but not about what, valko helps you undress, mentions of valko taking ur bra off ,,, i think that’s it !
“long day?” the deep timbre makes your chest clench, dried tears staining your cheeks from the broken sobs you’d let loose while in your car.
“i didn’t know you were gonna be here,” you mumble, not bothering to hide your emotions, there was no point. valko probably sniffed out your sour mood the second you pulled in.
“missed you too much, doll,” he smiles softly, pushing himself off your couch and walking over to you. there’s tears brimming in your eyes when he approaches you, eyes focused more on toeing your shoes off than looking at your lover. “you wanna talk about it?” his voice is gentle, warm.
you bite your bottom lip to stop it from wobbling. you throw your keys in the small wolf shaped catch-all valko had bought you. valko hears your breath hitch, a frown on his face as he immediately steps closer you.
“c’mon dollface,” he doesn’t waste time in spinning you around softly, calloused thumb wiping away your tears as he smiles down at you. “it’ll be okay, i promise you.” his lips land on your forehead, brushing away any stray hairs.
“you hungry? I can order us some dinner,” you stay quiet at his words, your face buried in his chest as you let out quiet sobs.
“everything fucking sucks val,” you manage out, stepping back and angrily wiping your tears, “i finally had something i was so excited for and they just-” your voice cracks on the last word, valko wants to kill whoever made you this upset.
you bury your face in your hands, body shaking as you try and calm yourself down. valko doesn’t hesitate to sweep you up into his arms, biceps flexing as he cradles you. instinctively, your arms wraps around his neck, letting your head rest on his shoulder as you sniffle.
valko doesn’t say anything as he carries you to the bathroom, shifting you to carry you in one arm as he turns the water on for you.
“w-what are you doing?” you ask quietly, wiggling slightly as a sign for him to put you down. he complies immediately, gingerly lowering you until your feet are firm on the ground.
“didn’t you tell me there wasn’t anything a warm shower couldn’t fix after i couldn’t get my research right?” there’s the slightest teasing lilt to his voice, you want to roll your eyes at him.
“well yeah but-” you try and protest, valko raises his eyebrows, your rebuttal dies on your lips.
“and you’re using the expensive body wash i got you, no buts” he smiles, stifling his laughter when you grumble at his words. he waits for a moment before turning to step out of the bathroom, immediately halting when he feels your hand on his wrist. “what is dollface?”
you stare into his amber eyes for a second, stomach flipping at the concern swimming in them. “do you think… can you stay with me?” valko can’t stop his ears and tail from popping out, tail wagging incessantly at your words.
“i will always stay with you, no matter what.” the conviction and firmness in his voice make your eyes water once more, and his steadfast façade shatters immediately. his arms are around you before you can process anything, pulling you into his chest and squeezing you. “don’t cry baby, I’m right here, I’ll always be right here,” the waver in his voice makes you smile slightly.
god he’s so helpless. you love him.
valko wastes no time in helping you undress, he taps your arms gently, a signal for you to lift them up as he takes your shirt off. you blush as his breath catches in his throat when he sees you.
“you act like you don’t see me naked everyday,” you huff, goosebumps rising on your skin as his fingertips ghost over your skin before unhooking your bra.
he places a feathery kiss to your shoulder, slowly slipping the strap down your arm and sniffing at your neck. he hums as he kisses your jaw. “does a sunset get less breathtaking because you’ve seen it the day before?” you can’t stop the smile that breaks onto your face, cheeks heating up.
“stupid wolf,” you smile, holding onto his broad shoulders as he helps you out of your bottoms. he nips at your thighs, giggling as he sinks his sharp canines gently into your skin, not enough to even leave a mark.
“your stupid wolf.”
you roll your eyes, “yes, my stupid wolf.”
valko helps you into the shower, rinsing your hair and helping you shampoo, gently washing your body as you ramble to him of what’s bothering you. he listens attentively, nodding along to your words and pouting when your voice wavers again. whether out of anger or sadness, maybe a mix of both, fresh tears spill out of your eyes.
“maybe it’s stupid for me to be so upset about it, but i was really excited,” you murmur, letting the hot water hit your skin and sighing sadly.
“nothing you feel is ever stupid, it’s okay to feel how you do, it’s normal.” his voice is even as ever, squeezing the last bit of conditioner out of your hair before reaching over you and shampooing his own hair quickly. you stare at him with a small smile and gleaming eyes.
you giggle as he rinses his hair quickly, shaking his head rapidly to get as much water off him as possible.
you’re both quiet as he helps you out of the shower, drying you with a fluffy towel before wrapping you in it, carrying you to your shared bed and setting you down. he hums softly as he opens your closet and drawers, grabbing your favorite pajamas and handing them to you.
“gonna place the order for food and I’ll be back, okay?” you nod in response, smiling when he blows a kiss your way with an over exaggerated ‘MWAH!’ before leaving you to your own devices.
the silence of your bedroom is consuming, but the hollowness that once filled your heart is filled.
you don’t feel sad as valko walks in minutes later with a horrible wolf pun. you smile as he drowns you in cuddles and kisses, his tail wagging wildly at the sound of your giggles. your heart is warm and your mind at ease as he pulls you closer to him, sweet nothings leaving his lips as he comforts you.
“when you have a bad day, i hope you can find comfort in the fact ill still be here for you, waiting for you to come home to me.”
