Soft Spot → Sylus

Extravagant Treatment

The next morning, you wake up to Mephisto cawing by the bedside table. With a low grumble, you sit up in bed, rubbing your eyes off some sleep. You catch sight of Mephisto, but you can't find Sylus anywhere in the room.

Your thoughts are soon answered as the aforementioned man walks into the bedroom holding a silver tray. "Good morning, sweetie," he sits by your side, propping the tray of food on his lap. "Sleep well?"

Nodding, you smile. Glancing down at the tray of food, you nearly feel all the drowsiness fades away. "Sylus, I can't eat that much," it's like you're staring at a full breakfast platter.

"You'll adapt to the portioning," the corners of his lips twitch to form a lopsided smile. "I've consulted a nutritionist for you. They've downed the portion to the minimum amount to make sure you catch up with the lack of nutrition you need."

"You what?" you look at Sylus with an incredulous gaze.

"The nutritionist also told me that basking in the morning sunlight provide you with essential vitamin D and helps improve your mood," the man speaks as if he's experienced. This is way out of Sylus's character and you find it adorable that he's trying.

A soft chuckle escapes your lips, "Is this your way of apologizing?"

"Perhaps," he grabs a spoonful of the tofu soup, raising it to your mouth. "I'd also like to make sure that my wife and child's healthy."

The sentence catches you off guard, you nearly choke on the tofu. Granted that it's so soft and silky, it immediately runs down your throat. "Wife?"

Sylus eyes you with a hint of mirth in his eyes. "You don't want to?"

"Well, no. But, I think we're escalating a bit too quickly."

Sylus chuckles, "I thought you like it quick," he continues to feed you the soup, accompanied with a spoon of rice in between. "We can skip the formalities and just announce ourselves husband and wife. Though, I was thinking of making it official once you've chosen a ring."

You hum, tasting the delicious broth of the tofu soup. "So, we're going ring shopping?"

"Yes," Sylus finishes scooping the last tofu broth. Grabbing a plate of tempura, he continues to feed you. "Or I might just order a custom ring to your liking and have it sent here. Saves the hassle of going out."

"Does that mean I get to request a huge diamond on my ring?" your voice sounfs playful.

"If that's what you want," Sylus on the other hand sounds serious.

"I was joking," you say in between munching the tempura.

"Well, I'm not," a rare smile graces his face as he leans closer, his hand patting your head. "I wouldn't want you to wear a ring you dislike for the rest of your life."

A soft chuckle errupts from your mouth, "Aren't you the sweetest."

With the last bite of the tempura, Sylus gathers the empty dishes on the tray. Leaning down, he presses a loving kiss on the back of your hand. "I'll be downstairs. I'll have the maid prepare a warm bath in 5 minutes," and with that, Sylus leaves with the tray in his hands.

In just the span of a week, Sylus has changed drastically. The doubts that initially shrouded your mind slowly begin to dissipate into nothing.

-

It takes a moment longer for you to change into your clothes. You nearly spent a solid 15 minutes just staring at your own reflection in the mirror. The more you pay attention to your stomach, the more evident the small bump that has formed. Maybe it's the regular exercises you have during your missions that keeps your body fit, or maybe it was the lack of food you eat the past months.

After dressing yourself in your uniform, you walk downstairs. It's peaceful, as always. The chef have probably gone home after cooking breakfast. You notice an array of snacks on top of the kitchen counter - probably Sylus's request to the chef. Hopefully he'll give the man a raise.

"Where are you going?" Sylus's voice breaks you from your train of thought. The man walks leisurely from the direction of the lounge, which also serves as his office.

"Um, work?" you stop by the end of the staircase, staring at him in confusion.

"I'd called you in sick," Sylus adjusts the glasses slipping from the bridge of his nose, eyeing you carefully. "Doctor's deduced that you've been overworking yourself too much and needs some rest."

"You called the HQ?" for a moment, fear washed over you. "How? And, what if they noticed that you, Onychinus's leader, called?"

"Your friends seemed to only acknowledge me by Skye," he walks closer to you, brushing his fingers through a tangled strand of your hair. "They didn't mind. Sounded like your Captain was also worried about your health."

"Oh, well," you look up at Sylus with a soft smile. "Only thing I need to worry about is to ask for a maternal leave when the time comes."

"Sounds easy," he speaks with a hint of mirth.

"Yeah, for you. Imagine my coworkers's surprise when I suddenly give birth."

Sylus chuckles, "We'll save that trouble for another day. Now, you have some free time to do whatever you want."

"I got nothing on my mind."

"Try planning your activities thisg week. Just make sure to leave a spot tomorrow, I've scheduled an appointment with the doctor at 2 PM."

"Um, okay," the anxiety within you starts to bubble again at the mention of an appointment. "Can I go out later though? I just need some fresh air."

"Sure. Just tell Luke to contact your chauffeur so you wouldn't have to wait for your car."

"My what-?!"

"Your car."

"You bought me a car?" your voice raises by an octave, clearly surprised.

"Yes, and?" he raises an eyebrow at your sudden soutburst. "The beauty reminded me of you when I saw it at the dealer."

"Sylus, this is too much! We still need to buy lots of stuff when the baby's born!" an incredulous glance is thrown straight at the man standing in front of you.

Unfazed, Sylus merely chuckle as he grabs ahold of your chin gently. "Oh, sweetie," he tilts your head up, planting a loving kiss on your cheek. "A small amount of money for your safety wouldn't make me go broke."

"How pompous," you're flattered, but you're not quite used to such extravagance.

"Get used to it, kitten. You'll be living the rest of your life with me."