ҒᎪͲᎬ ᎪΝᎠ ᎪᎬͲᎻᎬᎡՏ|| Love and Deepspace Fanfic {Sylus X Reader}

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               Her head was hurting and it hurt pretty bad. The sound of slightly rapid beats made it even worse. The curtains were closed, but some rays of amber managed to seep into the room. Y/N stirred a little, struggling to open her eyes.

A soft grunt made it's way to her ears and her eyes shot open. She found herself resting against Sylus's chest, in his bed. She looked around for a bit and then slowly turned her gaze to him. He had a calm relaxed look on his face, with a faint smile on his lips.

Without saying anything Y/N drew away from Sylus and sat up, her fingers in her hair. Confusion took over her, what was she doing in his bed, in his arms? Her memories were fuzzy and her head hurt the more as she tried to remember.

She placed her face in her palm and shook her head. She prayed she didn't do anything out of the ordinary the night before. She yawned abit and turned her gaze back to Sylus. He only stared back waiting for her to realize herself.

"Stop staring, you're freaking me out." She said quietly.

"Really? But you look like you woke up in the arms of a kidnapper."

She glanced at him for a second.

"Stop talking," She let out a long sigh.

"I didn't do anything inappropriate, right?"

He chuckled and looked away for a bit.

"No sweetie. Nothing inappropriate...but you did get clingy."

Y/N looked at him with heavy–lidded eyes, slowly comprehending what he said. 

"Clingy?...with you?...Ew..." she scrunched her face and groaned.

Sylus sighed. Of course she wouldn't believe him.

"How's the headache?"

"Bad..." She stared at space for a few seconds.

"I need to leave..." She was about to get up to leave when Sylus held her wrist and gave her a stern look.

Y/N looked at his hand and then his face.

"You have a hangover. Stay here and wait for me..."

She watched him get up from the bed and leave the room. Complying with him wasn't part of her to–do list but she had to, anything to get rid of the hangover. She sat still trying to remember what had happened the night before.

She remembered, Sylus meeting her on the balcony and then taking her to his secret space. They drank for a bit and the rest all blank.

She managed to get up from the bed and walked to the mirror that rested on a bookcase. She stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself. Slim with subtle curves, the small top she wore clung to her body, defining the curves of her breasts.

Did they not do anything?

Her body felt untouched, warmth flooded her cheeks at her thoughts.

The door opened and Sylus walked in. Holding a glass of liquid with a golden tinge. She saw his reflection in the mirror and turned around. He stared at her, noticing the flush on her cheeks.

He walked towards her and gave her the glass.

"What is this?" She took the cup and sniffed the liquid.

"Curious Kitten," He said

"Drink, you'll feel better."

She took a sip of the substance. It was sweet and sour as well.