sylus x reader short story fanfics

the girl in the past

I stepped into Sylus's dimly lit room, a sense of curiosity stirring within me. His living space reflected his enigmatic nature—a blend of sophistication and chaos. The air was heavy with the scent of alcohol, hinting at his indulgent habits. I had come to understand that Sylus was a man of contrasts—a captivating enigma I found myself drawn to.

As I approached, he patted the bed beside him, his silver hair slightly disheveled, and a mischievous glint in his bright red eyes. "You're lucky I'm in a good mood today," he slurred, his words slightly blurred by the alcohol. I hesitated, aware of his unpredictable nature, but he noticed my resistance and chuckled. "Don't worry, I just need a body pillow. I won't do anything... yet." His promise, laced with a hint of threat, made me pause, but I decided to indulge him, hoping to uncover the layers of this complex man.

He pulled me closer, his grip surprisingly firm despite his inebriated state. "Just stay here, and listen," he said, his breath warm on my face. I complied, curious about the story he was about to reveal. Sylus had a way of captivating people, a talent that served his manipulative nature well.

"You see, when I was a young boy," he began, his voice taking on a nostalgic tone, "I met this girl. We were stuck in a harsh environment, but she was a ray of sunshine in that dark world." Sylus's eyes softened as he reminisced, and I found myself leaning in, eager to hear more. "She had this incredible ability to find joy in the smallest things, and her laughter... it could light up even the darkest alleys."

I listened intently, picturing a young Sylus and this mysterious girl navigating a harsh environment. "She faced challenges, endured pain, but her spirit remained unbreakable. No matter how many times life knocked her down, she always got back up, her optimism unwavering." His words painted a vivid picture of resilience and hope.

Intrigued, I asked, "Where is she now? This girl who brought light to your world?"
Sylus's expression turned somber. "We got separated... circumstances beyond my control. But I've never forgotten her."

I could sense the depth of his feelings, a rare vulnerability in a man known for his manipulative ways. "You cared for her deeply," I stated, more as a realization than a question.

Sylus nodded, his eyes distant. "I wanted to shield her from the world's cruelty. If it meant taking on her pain as my own, I would've done it without hesitation." His words were filled with a passion I had never witnessed in him before.

"What happened to her? Is she okay?" I probed, unable to hide my concern.
"She's alive," he assured me, his voice hoaning with emotion. "But..."

My heart quickened at the hesitation in his voice. "But what? What happened to her?"

Sylus sighed, his grip on my hand tightening. "She doesn't remember me. We met again, but she didnt remember me."

The revelation hit me like a punch to the gut. "You must have been devastated."

"I wanted to tell her or  jog her memory, but will she even believe me? How could I convince her of our past when i got no proof" His frustration was palpable, and I felt a surge of empathy for this man who had lost something so precious.

"Did you ever consider telling her the truth, no matter how unbelievable it might sound?" I asked, desperate for a solution.

He shook his head, a hint of resignation in his eyes. "I did consider it, but what if I pushed her away? What if she thinks I'm delusional?"

"You truly miss her," I stated, my voice soft.

"More than you could know," he whispered, his eyes now fixed on me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. "I miss you."

My heart skipped a beat at his words. "What did you say?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

But Sylus, in a drunken stupor, had already drifted off to sleep, leaving me with a revelation that shook me to my core. I tried to move, to process what had just transpired, but his heavy arm pinned me down. Eventually, I succumbed to sleep, my mind reeling from the night's events.

What i didnt know is that the girl he is referring to is me.