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โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
(๏ฝกโขฬ๏ธฟโขฬ๏ฝก) ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฆ โ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ผ'๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ด๐๐๐! ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ , ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐. ( โขฬฬฏ โ โขฬฬฏ)
๐ ๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐ค, ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ก 15 ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ฅ, ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐ก. (โ. โข แต โข. `)
( โงแโฆ) ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐! ๐ผ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ๐ก๐ ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Grief
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ด๐ต, & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Xavier is unraveling. He refuses to accept the brutal reality of your absence, his mind rejecting the notion that youโre gone. Every day he clings to the desperate hope of finding you, even if it means chasing an illusion. Jeremiah pleads with him to let go, to find rest, but Xavier hasnโt slept a single night since you disappeared. The world insists youโre gone forever, but he canโt believe that. Somewhere, he convinces himself, you must still exist. Heโs willing to turn the world upside down to see you again, despite the gnawing certainty deep inside him that youโre lost to him forever. He will never stop, not until his body collapses from exhaustion. Losing you once was unbearable; he wonโt let it happen again, no matter the cost.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Zayne appears composed, his emotions meticulously controlled, his expression unchanged. But the mere mention of your name sends ripples through his calm facade. When alone in his office, the dam breaks. Tears fall freely as memories of your smile flood his mind, shattering his composure. Your disappearance haunts him, and he blames himself for not protecting you, for not being there when you needed him. It takes years for him to begin moving on, and even then, the wound never truly heals. He will always carry the pain of losing the one person who mattered most to him, a scar that time can never erase.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
Rafayel descends into despair, his mind a tangled mess, his heart shattered beyond repair. The thought of you forgetting him pales in comparison to the agony of losing you completely. He was content just being near you, even if you couldnโt remember. Now, faced with a life without you, he breaks down, collapsing to the ground as sobs wrack his body. He retreats from the world, locking himself away in his studio, which becomes a prison of his own making. What good is anything if itโs only half? Thatโs how his heart feelsโtorn without you, the other half of his soul.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Sylus explodes with rage. Always the controlled one, he now finds himself consumed by a fury he canโt contain. You were his unexpected source of gentleness and warmth, and now youโre gone, ripped away from him. The news of your disappearance drives him to violent outbursts. He flips tables, shatters glass, and destroys furniture, his shouts of frustration echoing through the mansion. Luke and Kieran keep their distance, knowing better than to approach him in this state. The loss of you makes him question everything. Whatโs the point of keeping the peace, of holding back? If heโs lost his world, he might as well set fire to the entire world in his grief and anger.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐โ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ; "๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ." ๐ผ๐ ๐๐ด๐๐'๐ ๐ธ๐๐ธ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐ด๐ฟ, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ธ๐ด๐ ๐ด๐๐พ๐ท๐ป๐พ๐ด๐.
Love Language
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ถ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด? (๐๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ)
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Giving: Acts of service & Physical touch
Xavier often struggles to articulate his feelings with words, so he relies on his actions to communicate his love.
He might fumble for the right words, but you can read his emotions through his body language, which is where heโs most sincere.
Heโs always willing to help you, his acts of service might often go unnoticed because he doesn't draw attention to them. However, you knew him well and understands that these small, consistent efforts are his way of expressing love; whether it's packing your lunch (though letโs be honest, itโs ready meals) or running an errand just for you.
He cherishes physical contact with you, savoring the tingling sensation in his hand and the butterflies in his stomach whenever your hands are intertwined.
He doesnโt mind if youโre busy on your phone or reading a book; he just wants to hold you close.
He loves to cuddle, resting his head on your chest to listen to your steady heartbeat, which reassures him of your presence and your shared moments.
He finds comfort in nuzzling into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent, and imprinting it in his memory.
Receiving: Physical touch
Just as he enjoys giving physical affection, he loves receiving them as well.
He might not show overt emotional reactions but there will be subtle signs such as his faint smile, relaxed posture or his eyes softening.
Physical touch has a calming effect on Xavier, it helps him feel grounded and connected with you.
He doesnโt ask for much even, to the point that kissing him and caressing his cheek takes him aback, prompting him to shyly look down while scratching his nape, a mannerism of his endearment for you.
He adores when you take the initiative, like holding his hand in public to ensure he stays close; especially on crowded areas making sure he wouldnโt get lost, or vice versa.
In private moments, Xavier would be more open to receiving physical touch, allowing himself to be more vulnerable and affectionate. He would appreciate gentle caresses, holding hands, or being held, finding comfort and reassurance.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Giving: Quality time & Physical touch
Despite his demanding schedule as a surgeon, Zayne always carves out time to be with you.
While he might not openly express his enjoyment, his appreciation for quality time can be seen in his willingness to make time for you.
No matter how exhausting his day of consultations and surgeries has been, it all fades away the moment he sees you.
He's usually reserved at affection, most likely to be subtle and reserved. Simple gestures like a gentle touch on the arm or reassuring hand on the shoulder.
However, you can tell he's had a tough day when he comes home still in his doctor coat, walking straight to you and pulling you into a tight embrace, his head resting on your chest as he sighs softly.
His strong hands wrap around your waist, gently caressing your back in a possessive yet tender gesture, as if heโs silently conveying that you are the most important part of his life.
In an intimate setting, Zayne kisses you almost greedily, his hand on your cheek, blending his desire with his patience. He wants all of you, yet heโs careful not to push you.
Receiving: Gifts/ Physical touch & Quality time
Zayne treasures the gifts you give him, no matter how small or silly. You might think heโs put them away, but youโll often find them on his desk, a constant reminder of you.
He loves seeing the little things youโve given him; they make him smile and think fondly of your thoughtfulness and humor.
While he appreciates physical touch, he values the time you make for him as well.
With both of you having busy schedules, he may not always voice it out, but he deeply appreciates the moments you set aside just to be with him.
He didnโt mind that the things you do together were the simplest, he wasnโt an extravagant person after all.
Watching a movie in the comfort of your home, his arm being cradled by you; that was more than enough.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
Giving: Words of Affirmation & Physical touch
Rafayel may often come across as bratty and snarky, but over time, youโve learned that itโs his unique way of expressing love.
Sometimes heโll deny sweet statements or act like a classic tsundere, making you chuckle and tease him about it. He might glare and cross his arms, but deep down, he loves itโespecially because itโs you.
Unlike Xavier, Rafayel is adept at conveying his feelings through words, though not always straightforwardly. He expresses his emotions through stories or obscure comments.
He never gives direct compliments, but his playful teases about your quirks show that he pays close attention and values you.
While he might push you away playfully, he loves physical touch. He enjoys subtle closenessโstanding near you, leaning in while talking, or initiating contact under the guise of annoyance.
His playful shoves and pokes are his way of being physically affectionate without seeming overly sentimental.
Rafayel always wants you close, never wanting you out of his sight.
In moments of genuine concern, he becomes protective, pulling you out of harmโs way or holding your hand to show solidarity, despite you being his bodyguard.
Receiving: Acts of service & Quality time
Rafayel may not openly express his appreciation for your acts of service, but he deeply values them.
His bratty attitude might downplay your efforts, but inwardly, he feels cared for and understood.
He enjoys the attention and care you provide, even if he pretends not to care or brushes them off with a teasing or snarky remark.
Rafayel cherishes your undivided attention. He never wants to share whatโs his, and your focus on him is one of his favorite love languages.
Whenever youโre together, he doesnโt want you distracted by anything elseโhe craves your sole attention.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Giving: Gifts & Words of Affirmation
Sylus loves to spoil you rotten, often handing over his card and encouraging you to pamper yourself with whatever you desire.
Heโs never stingy with his gifts, showering you with everything from expensive brands to the finest jewelry.
When his busy schedule keeps him away, he leaves you gifts as a token of his affection, making up for his absence.
Though Sylus is cocky and arrogant, he has a way with words, honed from years of making deals and running businesses.
Heโs blunt and unfazed by emotional nuances, delivering his words of affirmation with a dose of brutal honesty.
He doesnโt sugarcoat his compliments, which makes them impactful. When he says something affectionate, you know itโs genuine and sincere.
His rare, heartfelt words carry weight, adding depth to his expressions of love.
Receiving: Physical touch & Quality time
Physical touch is one of Sylus's primary love languages. While he doesnโt like public displays of affection, itโs a different story when youโre alone together.
He loves intertwining his fingers with yours, reveling in the sense of superiority from the size difference and the feeling of fitting together perfectly.
Sylus is possessive and greedy, disliking the idea of you being with anyone else.
Though he may appear calm and collected, the slight narrowing of his crimson eyes reveals his disapproval.
He treasures the quality time you spend together, craving those private moments where he can hold you close and feel your presence.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ, ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ . ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐'๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐, ๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐-
๐โ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐- ๐ฝ๐๐ ๐ข๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ก, ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ก โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐-
๐ต๐๐ ๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ธ ๐ผ๐น ๐๐ ๐บ๐ธ๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฟ๐ท ๐ป๐ด๐๐ท๐ฟ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ ๐ธ๐ผ๐๐ป๐ธ๐ .
Xavier โ No Restraint โ๏ธ | Highlights
Xavier is the epitome of calm and control.
he's always holding back, as is evident in all his memories. Yet now..he's finally decided to let go of all restraints and act on his feelings..

the setting is You and Xavier are stuck at a place (most likely a shared room due to some undercover mission or something?) due to rain.

HE'S PERFECT โจ


the way his fingers teasingly slowly slip underneath your nightdress is so sensual ๐ฉ
(there's so much female gaze in just this moment)


also the size difference between your fingers and his ๐ตโ๐ซ makes me dizzy

the way he always leans into your touch, his warm breath caressing your fingers โก

Ofcourse, this iconic Xavier look!
when he arches a brow and looks down at you ๐ฉ

attractive collarbones, taut chest and flushed face


WHY DOES HE LOOK โANGYโ HERE ๐

wonder if its a direct kiss or if he's kissing your neck here ๐ค

HE LOVES SKINSHIP ๐ฉ



but its not just about touch, its *your touch* that drives him insane ๐ณ






XAVIER EXACTLY HOW ROUGH DO YOU LIKE IT!?

HE'S A FREAK Y'ALL ๐ตโ๐ซ


XAVIER GIRLIES HOW ARE WE FEELING!? ๐ฉ๐ตโ๐ซ
Your blog is so beautiful ๐ฅน
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
(โกหอ ๊ณ หอ) ๐ด๐ค๐ค, ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐โ! ๐ด ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ฟ๐ด๐ท๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ . ๐ผ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ โ๐๐ค ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐! ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก~
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Hii, can i request the LADs boys reacting to mc avoiding them after they kissed for the first time?? Thank youu
First Kiss
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ฌ๐ช๐ด๐ด?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
The first kiss with Xavier was featherlight and gentle, imbued with a tenderness that was unmistakable. You could see through his body language how his tensed shoulders eased the moment your lips touched; his hand intertwined with yours while the other cupped your cheek with delicate care. He was cautious, ensuring he didnโt surprise you or cause any discomfort.
You melted into the kiss, feeling the warmth and sincerity behind it. As he pulled away, those tender eyes gazed at you with a softness that made your heart flutter, the corner of his lips curving into a small, endearing smile. Overwhelmed by the intimacy, you felt a rush of embarrassment and flusteredness, instinctively turning away to excuse yourself. Your heart raced wildly, threatening to burst from your chest.
Xavier stood there, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He processed the situation, momentarily worrying that he had done something wrong to provoke such a reaction, unaware that your response was born from sheer flustered-ness.
You didnโt avoid him outright, but whenever you spoke, you averted your gaze, the memory of his lips lingering each time you met his eyes.
โIโm sorry,โ he finally said, his voice tinged with guilt. He felt he might have made you uncomfortable, and though he cherished that first kiss, he was ready to restrain himself if it meant ensuring your comfort. His expression was akin to a bunny with drooping ears, vulnerable and earnest.
Xavierโs tendency to blame himself led to numerous apologies, but as you explained your side, his eyes gradually lit up. Hearing you admit that it was embarrassment and not discomfort that fueled your reaction, his imaginary bunny ears perked up.
He didnโt mind your initial avoidance, and knowing your true feelings now, a genuine smile spread across his face. The fact that he could elicit such a flustered reaction from you made him quietly elated.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Zayneโs kiss was surprisingly intense, a stark contrast to his usual cold exterior. Many assumed his gestures would be distant and minimal, but his kiss was the complete opposite. His hand gently supported the back of your head while the other cupped your cheek, his lips pressing against yours with a passion that was almost overwhelming. His kiss was full of emotion, conveying a depth of feeling that his reserved demeanor often hid.
You were utterly flustered, even more so when he pulled away and his eyes softened, examining your dazed expression. Everything went blank in your mind, the intensity of your emotions making it hard to process anything.
For hours, you were lost in that moment. Even when he tried to speak to you, waving his hand, you barely responded, leaving him to think you were deliberately ignoring him.
โY/n, are you angry?โ he asked, his direct gaze snapping you out of your trance momentarily.
โW-What? N-No,โ you stammered, trying to gather your thoughts. He remained silent, staring at you with an expectant look, prompting you to confess your feelings.
You explained that it was a pleasant but overwhelming feeling, not something you could immediately process. His expression softened, and you swore you saw the corner of his lips curve into a rare, fond smile, making you blush even more.
โNext time,โ he began, โlet me know.โ His tone was calm, but his words carried a gentle insistence. He wanted you to communicate better for the sake of both of you.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
Despite his bratty nature, Rafayelโs kiss was calculated and surprisingly tender. It was both of your first kiss, yet it felt like he instinctively knew what to do. You expected his gestures to be limited to holding hands, but his kiss was a revelation. He seemed to hold himself back, his longing and devotion palpable in the way he kissed you. It felt like he was pouring his heart into that kiss, desperate yet controlled, as if he was trying not to overwhelm you.
The rush of emotions took you by surprise. Your wide eyes, cheeks tinged with a pink blush, and racing heart betrayed your astonishment. As he pulled back, Rafayel scanned your expression, frowning slightly, unsure of your reaction.
โโฆWhat?โ he asked, his confusion evident.
โโฆIโฆโ You trailed off, struggling to form coherent words. Rafayelโs brows knitted in curiosity and confusion.
โDonโt tell me you didnโt like that,โ he said, his signature annoyed expression appearing as he crossed his arms.
โWhat? No! I did!โ you quickly reassured him, knowing how dramatic Rafayel could be.
He turned away with a huff, unconvinced by your words. In the end, it was you who needed to explain your reaction. Before you could avoid him, Rafayel would confront you, demanding clarity.
Despite his bratty demeanor, which you found endearing, Rafayel took full advantage of your reactions, using them to his benefit. His charm lay in his ability to be both frustrating and utterly captivating.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Sharing your first kiss with Sylus was an intense, straightforward gesture. Once he had your consent, he held nothing back. He intertwined his fingers with yours, making you feel his dominance as he crashed his lips against yours. His kiss was deep and demanding, his grip on your hand tightening as he leaned in further. It was rough and aggressive, leaving you breathless and taken aback.
When he finally pulled away, his grip on you loosened slightly. You excused yourself quickly, feeling the embarrassment and the pounding of your heart. The encounter left you flustered and speechless.
For hours, you avoided him, feeling awkward whenever you crossed paths in the manor. You gave him no explanation, leaving him puzzled and annoyed.
Eventually, he cornered you, pulling you close so your chest pressed against his. His towering figure and intense gaze made you even more flustered.
โI donโt appreciate being ignored, sweetie,โ he said, his tone slightly annoyed. His hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. โIf you didnโt like it, you can simply tell me.โ
The close proximity made you stammer, but you managed to explain your reaction despite your stuttering. His frown slowly eased, replaced by a smirk as he realized the effect his kiss had on you.
โI should increase that effect then,โ he concluded, his gaze narrowing in amusement.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก! ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ด๐๐๐~ ๐ผ๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐โ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐, ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ก!
๐น๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ - ๐ด๐ป๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด๐ด. ๐๐ป๐ด๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐น๐๐ ๐๐ป๐ธ ๐๐ด๐บ <3 ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ โ๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ
Xavierโs Tender Night but heโs wearing The Panda Onesie ๐ผโญ๏ธ
The night canโt get any darker bc ur panda suit is eating me help
Welcome Back
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Despite being utterly exhausted from your mission, you took great care in opening the apartment door you shared with Xavier, not wanting to wake him if he was already asleep.
Given how he always seemed drowsy during the day, you assumed heโd be in bed by now. But you had forgotten that Xavier was always up late, hunting Wanderers and attending to his own errands.
Quietly closing the door behind you, you were taken by surprise when a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, his chest pressing gently against your back.
โI didnโt wake you, did I?โ you asked softly, concerned that your footsteps and the creaking floor might have disturbed his sleep.
He nuzzled into your nape, inhaling your scent, his embrace firm yet tender, as if afraid youโd vanish if he let go.
โNo,โ he murmured, his warm breath tickling your neck. โI waited for you.โ
A twinge of guilt washed over you. โLetโs rest then?โ you suggested softly.
But there was no response. Turning your head, you saw that he had miraculously fallen asleep in that position.
Even though he was leaning on you, his weight wasnโt burdensome, but his even breathing and heaving shoulders told you he was sound asleep.
Raising a hand to wake him, you changed your mind and instead began to gently massage his scalp with one hand while caressing his hand on your waist with the other.
He let out a soft, satisfied mumble, melting into your touch.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Usually, Zayne would be the one who would come home late after his night surgeries, but tonight, it was you.
Opening the door, you noticed a light on in the living room. Zayne was sitting on the couch, a book in his hands, his eyes immediately locking onto you as you walked in.
โYouโre late. Itโs already past midnight,โ he stated calmly, though you detected a hint of concern in his voice.
โYeah, sorry. I had to finish some documents,โ you replied, feeling a pang of guilt for worrying him.
Setting his book down, he stood up, his expression composed but his concern evident. "You should have called," he said, walking over to you with steady, pragmatic concern.
"I know, but I didnโt want to bother you,โ you admitted.
He sighed softly, a rare show of emotion. "It's never a bother when itโs about you," he said, gently touching your arm. "Are you okay?"
โIโm fine, just tired,โ you assured him with a small smile.
โGood,โ he nodded, his stoicism softening as he looked at you. "But next time, just let me know."
Nodding, you felt warmth in your chest at his words. Despite his reserved nature, you knew he cared deeply. โI promise.โ
He gave a slight, approving nod before stepping back. "Alright, letโs get you to bed. You need rest."

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
"Well, well, look who finally decided to show up," Rafayel quipped, his tone dripping with playful sarcasm as you walked in.
You sighed, closing the door behind you. "I had a job, Rafayel. It took longer than expected."
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? And here I thought you were out having fun without me."
Rolling your eyes, you knew he was just trying to get a rise out of you. "Seriously, Rafayel, it was work."
He stood up, sauntering over to you with that roguish charm that never failed to make your heart skip a beat.
"You could have at least called, you know. I was starting to think you found someone more interesting than me," he said, a mock pout on his lips.
"You know thatโs not true," you replied, a small smile tugging at your lips despite your tiredness.
He stopped in front of you, his playful demeanor softening just a bit. "Yeah, yeah. Just donโt make a habit of it," he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "I might start to get jealous."
Laughing softly, you felt the tension of the day melt away. "Iโll keep that in mind."
"Good," he said, leaning in closer. "Now, how about a proper welcome home kiss?"
You obliged, pressing a kiss to his cheek. His teasing nature might annoy and drive you crazy sometimes, but beneath it all, you knew he cared deeply for you.
As you pulled away, he smirked. "See? Was that so hard?"
Shaking your head, amused, you replied, "You're impossible."
"But you love me anyway," he retorted, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Yes, I do," you admitted, sighing softly in defeat at his annoyingly-childish charm.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
"Out late, arenโt we, sweetie?" Sylus remarked coolly, his tone controlled.
The lights were still on, and he was sitting in a sleek armchair, a glass of whiskey in hand, looking completely unbothered.
โNice to see you too, Sylus,โ you said, setting your bag down and rolling your eyes. "The job just took longer than expected."
Standing up, he walked over to you with that confident, almost intimidating grace he always had. "You could have called," he said.
"And miss out on your reaction? Where's the fun in that?" you replied, a playful glint in your eyes.
He chuckled, almost a scoff of amusement, clearly enjoying the banter. "Fair enough. But next time, try not to keep me waiting."
"Impatient and bossy?" you teased, crossing your arms.
He smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement and something more intense. "Assertive, more like." He said, tilting your chin up. "Did you at least have a productive night?"
"It was fine. Just a lot of work," you said, trying to ignore the way your heart raced under his gaze.
"Good," he replied, his thumb brushing against your cheek. "I expect nothing less from you."
Raising an eyebrow, you didnโt back down. "And I expect nothing less than a proper welcome home from my significant other."
He laughed, a deep raspy tone. "Demanding, arenโt we? But I suppose youโve earned it."
Leaning in, he kissed you in the forehead, a mix of possessiveness and affection in the gesture. When he pulled back, his eyes still twinkled with that ever-present dominance.
"If you keep coming home this late, I might have to start tagging along on these jobs of yours," he said lightly, but with underlying seriousness.
"Like youโd ever leave Onychinus for a night," you retorted, grinning knowing heโd never leave it to the twins.
"True," he conceded. "But for you, I might make an exception."
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ผ ๐๐๐ข๐๐๐'๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ . ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐/ ๐คโ๐๐ก๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐ (๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ โ๐ ๐๐ ๐'๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐คโ๐๐ก๐ โ๐๐๐๐๐) ๐ผ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ, ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐.
Thank you so much for my kitten request, it was super cute ๐ฉท
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก! ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ~โฅ (๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด-)
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
You don't write NSFW / R18 requests but would you do suggestive or mild content? Maybe PG13 or something?
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
ใพ(โขฯโข`)o ๐๐๐ ~ ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐๐๐น๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ก'๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ค; ๐ผ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ 18 ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ .
๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐/ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ฆ~ (๐ฟ๐๐ก'๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก โ๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐กโ๐๐- ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด) เดฆเตเดฆเดฟ หอฬ๊ณหอฬ )โง
๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ค๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐~
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Hello, if it's ok with you we could have a reaction of the LaDS boys reacting to hearing the reader's sneeze for the first time and she sneezes like a kitten? (my body is ready for Sylus's part
Kitten Sneeze
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ป๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Upon sneezing, you sounded remarkably like the cat that Xavier feeds outside the apartment. He paused mid-action, his expression inscrutable as he observed you wiping your nose with a handkerchief, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
โWhatโฆ?โ You asked, blinking at him in confusion.
โI thought I heard an actual kitten,โ he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. Xavier had a soft spot for kittens, often stopping to pet strays whenever he encountered them. He wouldn't even pull back if a kitten decided to nibble his finger.
โI didnโt know you were capable of mimicking a kitten,โ he chuckled softly, the corners of his lips curving into a rare, gentle smile. His eyes softened, exuding a warmth that made your heart flutter. โIt was very cute.โ

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
โAre you alright?โ Zayne's voice carried a tinge of concern as he glanced at you, his brow furrowing slightly. Before you could respond, you sneezed again, the high-pitched sound eerily similar to a kitten's meow. As a dedicated doctor, his initial worry was whether this was a respiratory problem, but the consistency of your sneezes reassured him it was just a quirky trait of yours.
โDrink water,โ he murmured, gently rubbing your back in slow, soothing circles. With his other hand, he held a glass of water to your lips, which you gratefully sipped. โIโm worried that you might be catching a cold or an allergy.โ
โNo, Iโm okay,โ you reassured him, sniffing a bit.
โMm.โ Zayne subtly nodded at your words; his concern not entirely dispelled. Though he wouldnโt openly admit it, he found your sneezing adorable, its kitten-like quality endearing to someone who secretly had a soft spot for such creatures, like him.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
โA-Achoo..!โ Your sneeze, sounding like a tiny catโs meow, made Rafayel flinch visibly. He wasn't fond of cats, a fact you were well aware of, but his reaction still caught you off guard.
He stared at you with wide eyes and a furrowed brow, looking genuinely bewildered. โWas that you?โ
You wiped your nose, sniffling as you met his incredulous gaze. โYeah, why?โ
โโฆโ His frown deepened as he slowly backed away, his expression a mix of concern and annoyance. โThis is why you arenโt supposed to come near those fur-monsters! Theyโre already affecting you!โ
โโฆโ You rolled your eyes at his dramatic antics, only to notice him dialing something on his phone. Realization dawned as you saw he was calling an ambulance.
โRafayel-!โ

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Hearing your adorable kitten-like sneeze, the first thing Sylus did was chuckle, his deep and raspy voice resonating throughout the room. He had been engrossed in a book just before you sneezed, but the unexpected sound captured his full attention.
โWhat was that?โ
โWhat was whatโฆ? I sneezedโฆโ
โSeems like Iโve been right all along,โ he mused, his crimson eyes locking onto you with an amused glint. You frowned slightly, unsure of his meaning.
โYou really are my kitten,โ he declared, his voice laced with a possessive endearment that made your cheeks burn. His straightforward claim left you blushing profusely, his intense gaze making your heart race as he reaffirmed your place in his life.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ก๐ก๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ผ'๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐. ๐ด๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ (๐ผ'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐) ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด. ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก- ๐ฟ๐๐ก'๐ ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐กโ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด.
the kpop idol reaction was so funny, I had to stop reading after Xavier's bc the ending was HILARIOUS
looking forward to more of your works!
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
(แแแ)ีฬตฬ ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด. ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ โ๐๐ข๐๐'๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก, ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐กโ๐๐๐๐ ๐ . ๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ข๐โ!
๐ต๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐ผ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ถ.
๐โ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ~โฅ ๐ธ๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐! โธ(๏ฝกห แต ห )โธโก
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Hi! Can I request Lads boys react Mc who's a big fan of k-pop boy band idols to the point their room is filled with their merchandise or if she have a chance she go to concert too? Her delulu and fantasy may or may not make the boys jealous because it make her oblivious to their court. (any of the idols choice is yours)
Thank you!
K-pop Idol Reaction
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข ๐ฌ-๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
You accidentally left your door open when you grabbed the mail. Xavier, passing by, noticed the open door and his protective instincts kicked in seeing a figure. He entered your room, only to be greeted by a large poster of your favorite K-pop idol.
Hearing footsteps, you turned and panicked, โX-Xavier!โ You tried to pull him away, but it was too late. His eyes roamed the room, taking in the walls plastered with posters and the pictures stuck to your floor-length mirror.
Unfamiliar with the K-pop craze, Xavier looked at a poster and asked, โDo you know these people?โ He tilted his head slightly, inspecting it with curiosity.
You felt a wave of embarrassment wash over you. โWellโฆโ It was a yes and no.
โIโve been following them for a while now,โ you admitted, scratching your cheek and avoiding his gaze.
Xavier misunderstood, thinking you meant they were relatives or significant acquaintances. โDo you want my photos?โ
โโฆ What?โ

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Zayne knocked on your door, inviting you to eat with him after cooking a meal. However, you couldnโt hear him over the latest album from the K-pop boy band youโve followed since their debut.
When there was no response, Zayne entered the room. You jumped up, hastily removing your earphones and hiding your phone. The door opened widely, revealing Zayneโs curious gaze. He took in the numerous posters on your walls.
โThisโโ you stammered, searching for an excuse.
โI didnโt know you were such a fan,โ he mused, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. You blushed lightly at his comment and gave him a wordless glare, questioning his sudden intrusion.
โFoodโs cooked. Eat with me while itโs still fresh and hot,โ he said, answering your silent question. He looked around again, assessing your dedication to the band. Knowing their concert was approaching, he added, โIโm free next month. We can book tickets and attend the concert together if you want.โ
โReally?โ Your eyes lit up with excitement. Zayne nodded.
โMake sure you get enough rest if you want it to happen, and eat your meal soon.โ It was a compromise you were absolutely willing to take.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
You always made sure your door was closed to prevent Rafayel from seeing your room, which was entirely covered with photos and posters of your K-pop idols. But today, he forced his way inside, frustrated by your constant seclusion.
โWhatโs this?!โ Rafayel exclaimed, pointing at a floor-length poster of an idol.
โSurely youโve heard of them, right?โ you replied, feeling like you had just been caught red-handed.
He seemed upset, and you thought it was because you were a fan of a K-pop boy band. But then he surprised you by saying, โWhy arenโt my photos here?โ
โHuh?โ
โIโm quite famous too, yโknow!โ he argued, โWhy arenโt my photos glued to your walls?โ
"..." He was definitely jealous, just not in the way you thought.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
With Sylus and his Evol and Mephisto around, nothing escaped his notice. You didnโt bother hiding your love for the Korean band, openly humming their songs and buying merchandises even with Sylus by your side.
At first, he didnโt mind, even giving you his card to spend as you liked. But when you planned to attend a concert instead of accompanying him to a business meeting, it ticked him off.
โYouโre telling me, youโre letting Luke and Kieran take your place at a business meeting with me because the date of this โconcertโ aligns with the day?โ he asked, arms crossed as he stared down at you.
โYeah, why?โ you replied without hesitation, not seeing the issue.
He sighed, pinching his temples in frustration. โMaybe Iโve been too lenient with you, sweetie.โ
He then added, โI can just sing you a song instead,โ he offered, either oblivious to or ignoring the fact that his singing was โout of this worldโ.
โโฆ Thatโs not the same thingโฆโ you sweat-dropped. โIโm sure Luke and Kieran will love that, though.โ
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐๐ธ๐. ๐ท๐ธ๐ฟ๐๐ฟ๐-๐๐ธ๐๐. ๐ผ ๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก, ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ก, ๐ด๐๐๐! ๐ฟ๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐๐๐~
๐ผ๐๐ด๐บ๐ผ๐๐ธ ๐๐๐ฟ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ธ๐๐๐ผ๐๐บ ๐๐๐ ๐๐น ๐๐ป๐ธ ๐๐ป๐๐๐ธ๐ - ๐๐ป๐ผ๐
Found this in TikTok and wanted to show the Sylus Mains here โบ๏ธ
Have fun with this lovelies ๐ฉท๐คญ

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๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ' ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ผ๐บ ๐๐๐๐๐-โฆ
LADS men and the type of thirst traps they dont post
โ slight nsfw

SYLUS
Biker Aesthetic
He's got a motorcycle and he's making all these videos with him customizing it. Then there's other clips of him putting on his leather jacket and helmet, and test riding after the customizations. And he believes he's doing a good job cause his videos have so many likes, shares and saves. But one glance at the comments makes him realize he's debuted on the Booktok/Bookstagram communities. He's being used on wattpad fic covers, and pinterestโs bad boy moodboards. People asking him to choke them and what not.
ZAYNE
Gym/Workout Aesthetic
Akso Hospital decides to host a Health & Fitness drive in partnership with a Gym that opened nearby them. And Zayne gets asked to volunteer for some promo videos. He's being recorded from several angles doing pull-ups, with zoomed-in shots of his sweaty, shirt-clad chest, close-ups of his face as he pants with weariness, and a not-so accidental shot of his dick bulge in his tight-fitting workout pants. Thanks to his promo videos, many are signing up for the health & fitness drive.
RAFAYEL
Idol Fashion Aesthetic
Rafayel wouldn't call them thirst traps but he's very particular with what he posts on social media. He does a lot of those โget ready with meโ videos which proceed with a bunch of shots of him taking off his shirt, showing just enough skin..with a very knowing smile on his face before he changes into another. He's aware that he's hot and he knows what he's doing but he keeps a balanceโ not excessively obscene; just sultry enough to make fans lose their minds. He's a well-known artist so obviously there's fan edits of his videos.
XAVIER
Hot Chef Aesthetic
Xavier comes across those food trend videos and decides to try some of them. Only his viewers talk less about his efforts in learning cooking and more about how fine he is, and how gorgeous his arms look when he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, arm veins flexing while he works. Or the way his shirt hikes up slightly when he reaches for something kept at a distance, revealing a hint of his abs and the v-line of his lower abdomen. Comments are full of people saying โthey'd rather have him than the foodโ.

ยป MASTERLIST ยซ
hi! i just wanted to say I love your writing! I noticed your requests were open and I was wondering if you could please write something with Sylus x reader where Sylus gets jealous of MCโs coworker or anything like that. Thank you!! ๐ฉท
Possession and Jealousy
sสสแดs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐๐บ๐ญ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ-๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ฐ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Calling Sylus the most jealous man you knew was an understatement; he should be the ONLY man you know. Thatโs his point. Heโs possessive of his possessions, whether material or not, and that included you. If only you would stay in the N109 zone, then he could keep an eye on you at all times.
But knowing you had to return to Linkon City sooner or later, he didnโt stop you. After all, he gave you a brooch so you could return to him anytime.
What he didnโt expect was you taking your time to return. You had no other business there for now, and you had a job as a hunter to keep. Of course, you had responsibilities in Linkon City.
During his free time, he would impatiently rest his chin on his palm, elbows on the table, frowning at nothing. The mere fact of your absence irritated him, though he wouldnโt openly admit it to anyone. Even while fulfilling his errands and business meetings as usual, his mind occasionally drifted towards thoughts of you.
Where were you? What were you up to? And whatnot.
Luckily enough, he had Mephisto monitoring you at all times. The mechanical crow would always stand on the power wires, acting almost innocently, but you knew it was basically stalking you. Not that you minded; it was both amusing and endearing to have Sylus monitor you every day using Mephisto.
The mechanical crow would usually return to Sylus at night before going back out in the morning to observe more. From the moment you woke up until the end of the day when you retreated to the comfort of your blankets, Mephisto was there.
Everything was as usual that night. Sylus sat by his bed in his sleeping robe, glasses on, a book in his lap. Just in time, the mechanical flap of Mephistoโs wings echoed until it reached his bedside.
His crimson eyes skimmed through the pages of the book, occasionally glancing at the screen playing your entire day as observed by Mephisto.
Nothing was out of the ordinary until he saw the same guy, who seemed to be a newly hired hunter, coming up to your desk repeatedly. You, being the kind and helpful hunter you were, always assisted him.
Thatโs when Sylusโs attention to the book gradually disappeared. He stared intensely at the hologram of the new hunter beside you. If looks could killโthereโs no need, because heโd personally deliver that.
The next morning, as you prepared as usual, you noticed Mephisto was nowhere on the power cords. You made sure to glance around, but there was no trace of the mechanical crow. You dismissed it, thinking Sylus had used Mephisto for something more important.
But imagine your surprise when you heard a knock at your apartment door. You instantly recognized the messy silver hair and crimson eyes staring down at you.
You stood there, blinking up at him. He frowned a bit, looking annoyed. โSo?โ he asked, probably waiting for you to welcome him in. His face spelled out three words: โLet me in.โ You eventually did.
โWhereโs Mephisto?โ
โYouโre looking for him when Iโm right here?โ
You almost looked at him in disbelief. Is he being petty about his own mechanical crow? You almost cracked a chuckle but held it in. โNever mind.โ
โIโm surprised youโre here; donโt you have something important to do?โ you asked.
โI do. I just came by since Iโll be leaving shortly,โ he replied, walking towards you. He leaned in, giving a quick poke on your forehead. His small signature smirk was plastered on his lips. โStop entertaining other people. People might think youโre still single.โ
โAre you jealous?โ You smiled, laughing a bit.
โI am,โ he bluntly said, crossing his arms and tilting his head slightly to the side, giving you that dominant look. โAnd I donโt like it when someone gets close to whatโs mine.โ
You immediately connected the dots, figuring it was probably the intern that had been asking for your assistance who triggered his possessiveness. Even then, you couldnโt help but chuckle a bit as you placed your hand on his cheek, gently caressing it, reassuring him.
He released a soft sigh, annoyed by your antics but also endeared by them.
It even surprised you that Sylus didnโt do anything to that individual. He was acting very tame; he just seemed to have approached you, which was a bit unusual. Maybe it was your gentleness rubbing off on him.
Thank goodness. It would be pretty bad if something were to happen.
You thought that was the end of it until you returned to the association and heard from Tara that the newbie insisted on being placed in a different faction from yours.
โHe really didnโt want to stay; I wonder if we did something wrong,โ she wondered thoughtfully.
You hesitated in your mind, immediately thinking of Sylus. Just then, you saw Mephisto land on a nearby power cord, tilting its head innocently at you.
โCaptain Jenna wants to talk to us about it.โ
โThat bastard,โ you muttered under your breath.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ด๐๐ ๐, ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐, ๐ด๐๐๐~โฅ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐, ๐ผ โ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ก. ๐ผ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ <3
๐ผ ๐๐ ๐๐ โ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐๐ โ๐๐. ๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด๐ป๐ด๐ด๐ป๐ด. ๐๐ป๐ผ๐ ๐๐ด๐ ๐ท๐๐ธ๐ ๐๐๐๐ท๐ธ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ต๐ ๐ด๐ผ๐.
Grief
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต, ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ด๐ต, & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Xavier is unraveling. He refuses to accept the brutal reality of your absence, his mind rejecting the notion that youโre gone. Every day he clings to the desperate hope of finding you, even if it means chasing an illusion. Jeremiah pleads with him to let go, to find rest, but Xavier hasnโt slept a single night since you disappeared. The world insists youโre gone forever, but he canโt believe that. Somewhere, he convinces himself, you must still exist. Heโs willing to turn the world upside down to see you again, despite the gnawing certainty deep inside him that youโre lost to him forever. He will never stop, not until his body collapses from exhaustion. Losing you once was unbearable; he wonโt let it happen again, no matter the cost.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Zayne appears composed, his emotions meticulously controlled, his expression unchanged. But the mere mention of your name sends ripples through his calm facade. When alone in his office, the dam breaks. Tears fall freely as memories of your smile flood his mind, shattering his composure. Your disappearance haunts him, and he blames himself for not protecting you, for not being there when you needed him. It takes years for him to begin moving on, and even then, the wound never truly heals. He will always carry the pain of losing the one person who mattered most to him, a scar that time can never erase.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
Rafayel descends into despair, his mind a tangled mess, his heart shattered beyond repair. The thought of you forgetting him pales in comparison to the agony of losing you completely. He was content just being near you, even if you couldnโt remember. Now, faced with a life without you, he breaks down, collapsing to the ground as sobs wrack his body. He retreats from the world, locking himself away in his studio, which becomes a prison of his own making. What good is anything if itโs only half? Thatโs how his heart feelsโtorn without you, the other half of his soul.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Sylus explodes with rage. Always the controlled one, he now finds himself consumed by a fury he canโt contain. You were his unexpected source of gentleness and warmth, and now youโre gone, ripped away from him. The news of your disappearance drives him to violent outbursts. He flips tables, shatters glass, and destroys furniture, his shouts of frustration echoing through the mansion. Luke and Kieran keep their distance, knowing better than to approach him in this state. The loss of you makes him question everything. Whatโs the point of keeping the peace, of holding back? If heโs lost his world, he might as well set fire to the entire world in his grief and anger.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐โ๐๐ ๐ผ ๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ก๐-๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ , ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ ; "๐ผ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ." ๐ผ๐ ๐๐ด๐๐'๐ ๐ธ๐๐ธ๐ ๐ผ๐๐๐ธ๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐ด๐ฟ, ๐ผ ๐๐๐ธ๐ด๐ ๐ด๐๐พ๐ท๐ป๐พ๐ด๐.
๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐น๐ธ๐ธ๐ฟ ๐ด๐ต๐๐๐ฟ๐๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ป๐ด๐๐ธ๐ฟ๐ธ๐๐ ๐น๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ถ๐พ๐ผ๐๐บ ๐๐๐ฟ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ป๐ธ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ธ๐๐- ๐ด๐๐ท๐พ๐ฝ๐ป๐ด๐๐พ๐ท๐ด๐ท๐
แฏแกฃ๐ญฉ โ โกโ ๐ซ๐ช๐๐ผ โ
โน เฃช ห Illusio with XAVIER dressed in [Steamy] + bonus Ring [Oath of Starry Twilight] โนโ โ

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Love Language
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ถ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด? (๐๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ)
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
Giving: Acts of service & Physical touch
Xavier often struggles to articulate his feelings with words, so he relies on his actions to communicate his love.
He might fumble for the right words, but you can read his emotions through his body language, which is where heโs most sincere.
Heโs always willing to help you, his acts of service might often go unnoticed because he doesn't draw attention to them. However, you knew him well and understands that these small, consistent efforts are his way of expressing love; whether it's packing your lunch (though letโs be honest, itโs ready meals) or running an errand just for you.
He cherishes physical contact with you, savoring the tingling sensation in his hand and the butterflies in his stomach whenever your hands are intertwined.
He doesnโt mind if youโre busy on your phone or reading a book; he just wants to hold you close.
He loves to cuddle, resting his head on your chest to listen to your steady heartbeat, which reassures him of your presence and your shared moments.
He finds comfort in nuzzling into the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent, and imprinting it in his memory.
Receiving: Physical touch
Just as he enjoys giving physical affection, he loves receiving them as well.
He might not show overt emotional reactions but there will be subtle signs such as his faint smile, relaxed posture or his eyes softening.
Physical touch has a calming effect on Xavier, it helps him feel grounded and connected with you.
He doesnโt ask for much even, to the point that kissing him and caressing his cheek takes him aback, prompting him to shyly look down while scratching his nape, a mannerism of his endearment for you.
He adores when you take the initiative, like holding his hand in public to ensure he stays close; especially on crowded areas making sure he wouldnโt get lost, or vice versa.
In private moments, Xavier would be more open to receiving physical touch, allowing himself to be more vulnerable and affectionate. He would appreciate gentle caresses, holding hands, or being held, finding comfort and reassurance.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
Giving: Quality time & Physical touch
Despite his demanding schedule as a surgeon, Zayne always carves out time to be with you.
While he might not openly express his enjoyment, his appreciation for quality time can be seen in his willingness to make time for you.
No matter how exhausting his day of consultations and surgeries has been, it all fades away the moment he sees you.
He's usually reserved at affection, most likely to be subtle and reserved. Simple gestures like a gentle touch on the arm or reassuring hand on the shoulder.
However, you can tell he's had a tough day when he comes home still in his doctor coat, walking straight to you and pulling you into a tight embrace, his head resting on your chest as he sighs softly.
His strong hands wrap around your waist, gently caressing your back in a possessive yet tender gesture, as if heโs silently conveying that you are the most important part of his life.
In an intimate setting, Zayne kisses you almost greedily, his hand on your cheek, blending his desire with his patience. He wants all of you, yet heโs careful not to push you.
Receiving: Gifts/ Physical touch & Quality time
Zayne treasures the gifts you give him, no matter how small or silly. You might think heโs put them away, but youโll often find them on his desk, a constant reminder of you.
He loves seeing the little things youโve given him; they make him smile and think fondly of your thoughtfulness and humor.
While he appreciates physical touch, he values the time you make for him as well.
With both of you having busy schedules, he may not always voice it out, but he deeply appreciates the moments you set aside just to be with him.
He didnโt mind that the things you do together were the simplest, he wasnโt an extravagant person after all.
Watching a movie in the comfort of your home, his arm being cradled by you; that was more than enough.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
Giving: Words of Affirmation & Physical touch
Rafayel may often come across as bratty and snarky, but over time, youโve learned that itโs his unique way of expressing love.
Sometimes heโll deny sweet statements or act like a classic tsundere, making you chuckle and tease him about it. He might glare and cross his arms, but deep down, he loves itโespecially because itโs you.
Unlike Xavier, Rafayel is adept at conveying his feelings through words, though not always straightforwardly. He expresses his emotions through stories or obscure comments.
He never gives direct compliments, but his playful teases about your quirks show that he pays close attention and values you.
While he might push you away playfully, he loves physical touch. He enjoys subtle closenessโstanding near you, leaning in while talking, or initiating contact under the guise of annoyance.
His playful shoves and pokes are his way of being physically affectionate without seeming overly sentimental.
Rafayel always wants you close, never wanting you out of his sight.
In moments of genuine concern, he becomes protective, pulling you out of harmโs way or holding your hand to show solidarity, despite you being his bodyguard.
Receiving: Acts of service & Quality time
Rafayel may not openly express his appreciation for your acts of service, but he deeply values them.
His bratty attitude might downplay your efforts, but inwardly, he feels cared for and understood.
He enjoys the attention and care you provide, even if he pretends not to care or brushes them off with a teasing or snarky remark.
Rafayel cherishes your undivided attention. He never wants to share whatโs his, and your focus on him is one of his favorite love languages.
Whenever youโre together, he doesnโt want you distracted by anything elseโhe craves your sole attention.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
Giving: Gifts & Words of Affirmation
Sylus loves to spoil you rotten, often handing over his card and encouraging you to pamper yourself with whatever you desire.
Heโs never stingy with his gifts, showering you with everything from expensive brands to the finest jewelry.
When his busy schedule keeps him away, he leaves you gifts as a token of his affection, making up for his absence.
Though Sylus is cocky and arrogant, he has a way with words, honed from years of making deals and running businesses.
Heโs blunt and unfazed by emotional nuances, delivering his words of affirmation with a dose of brutal honesty.
He doesnโt sugarcoat his compliments, which makes them impactful. When he says something affectionate, you know itโs genuine and sincere.
His rare, heartfelt words carry weight, adding depth to his expressions of love.
Receiving: Physical touch & Quality time
Physical touch is one of Sylus's primary love languages. While he doesnโt like public displays of affection, itโs a different story when youโre alone together.
He loves intertwining his fingers with yours, reveling in the sense of superiority from the size difference and the feeling of fitting together perfectly.
Sylus is possessive and greedy, disliking the idea of you being with anyone else.
Though he may appear calm and collected, the slight narrowing of his crimson eyes reveals his disapproval.
He treasures the quality time you spend together, craving those private moments where he can hold you close and feel your presence.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฆ, ๐กโ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ค๐๐กโ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ก๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ โ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ . ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐'๐ก ๐ค๐๐๐ก ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐กโ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐, ๐ ๐ ๐กโ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ก ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐-
The appearance of this man is insane-





"Immobilized"
๐๐ป๐ธ ๐๐ด๐ ๐ป๐ธ ๐๐๐ด๐ ๐ธ๐ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐ ๐๐ด๐พ๐ธ๐ ๐๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐ด๐พ.
๐ท๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐๐๐ก๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐โ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.
๐๐๐'๐ ๐ธ ๐๐ ๐น๐๐ถ๐พ๐ผ๐๐บ ๐ด๐ท๐๐ ๐ด๐ต๐ฟ๐ธ, ๐๐ด๐.
๐๐ฟ๐ธ๐ด๐๐ธ ๐๐ด๐๐ธ ๐๐ธ ๐น๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฟ๐๐


Cutest lil baby! ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ๐
Lil Xav literally swinging a sword at a concert full of people. The brightest and biggest lightstick!
Rainy Encounters
สแดแด s สแดสs x สแดแดแด แดส

แฏโ โ ๐ด๐บ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ด๐ช๐ด โ : ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐บ ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ?
แฏโ โ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐ด โ : ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง & ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐๐๐
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ หหห โ ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝ หหห โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ

๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ซ
The rain wasn't heavy, but the light drizzle was enough to make you seek shelter under the awning of a nearby cafรฉ. You mentally kicked yourself for not bringing an umbrella, though you considered making a run for it.
"Y/N," a familiar voice called out. You instantly recognized the gentle, comforting tone and turned to see Xavier approaching.
"Xav, I didnโt know you were around," you said, a smile spreading across your face.
"I was by the bus terminal," he replied, gesturing towards the waiting shed. "Then I saw you."
You realized he had moved just to be by your side, even though he already had shelter. His quiet dedication always amazed you.
"Do you have an umbrella?"
"No," he answered, seemingly unconcerned about being stuck in the rain with you.
You chuckled, typical Xavierโcontent as long as he was with you.
"Look, the bus is arriving," he said, cutting your laugh short. Before you could suggest waiting for the next one, he removed his jacket, revealing a black turtleneck underneath.
Draping his jacket over your head, he gently took your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours as he led you towards the bus.
Your footsteps echoed softly on the wet concrete, and though his hair and clothes grew damp, he remained unfazed.
His priority was your comfort and protection, always putting you first above everything else.

๐๐๐ฒ๐ง๐
As the rain caught up to you on your way home, you were surprised to see Zayne's car parked outside, waiting for you.
He knew you were too stubborn to bring an umbrella, despite his warnings about the weather forecast.
His gaze swept over your slightly soaked appearance with a slight frown. Holding an umbrella over your head, he guided you to the passenger seat.
"Youโre going to catch a cold if you stay out here. Letโs get you somewhere dry and warm. Iโm not letting you get sick on my watch." His concern was genuine, though expressed pragmatically.
"I thought you were working," you said, raising an eyebrow as you settled into the car.
"And I thought I told you to bring an umbrella," he retorted, stowing the umbrella behind the seat.
"I thought the weather forecast was overreacting," you admitted sheepishly. "It wasnโt in my plan."
"I suppose getting drenched was part of your plan for today? Next time, maybe consider an umbrella."
"I will," you laughed. "But Iโm fine, I promise."
He gave a small hum and nod, then turned to you with a hand towel, gently drying your hair with a delicate touch.
His words might have sounded stern, but you knew he was just looking out for you, he always had been.

๐๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ
With an umbrella barely shielding you from the rain, you stood outside the art studio, waiting for Rafayel. You probably couldโve intruded but you didn't want to interrupt his creative process.
"You look like a fish out of water," a familiar voice remarked, making you turn around to see Rafayel approaching.
"Enjoying the weather or waiting for me?" he teased, his bratty attitude shining through.
"Iโm enjoying the weather," you retorted, matching his tone with a playful huff.
"A child could lie better," he smirked, leaning in to examine you closely. "You could have called me. I wouldnโt have known you were here."
"Itโs fine, I didnโt want to bother you," you replied. "Besides, I wanted to have dinner with you."
He flashed a small, almost smug smile and took the umbrella from your hand, holding it for both of you. "Letโs get out of the rain before you catch a cold."
He raised his elbow, and you wrapped your arm around it as you walked together.
The umbrella barely covered the two of you, but he made sure you got most of the space, not caring if some raindrops fell on his shoulder.
He could have grabbed another umbrella from the studio, but missing out on having you close?
No way. Not even the rain could keep you apart.

๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ
You glanced outside, seeing the rain pelting the associationโs glass panes. You texted Sylus about rescheduling your plans due to the weather but received no response. You assumed he was busy with his own agenda.
However, as you walked outside the association, you spotted him leaning against his motorcycle, fixing his gloves, completely unfazed by the danger of being near the association that wanted him.
You hurried to his side, whispering, "What are you doing here?" while looking around nervously.
"Is fetching you wrong now?" he scoffed, his arrogance once infuriating but now oddly captivating.
"No, butโ" You were too busy scanning around to notice he used his Evol. Suddenly, you found yourself mounted on his motorcycle, red mist swirling around you.
Sylus wasn't worried at all. He glanced at you, gently placing a helmet on your head, his eyes reveling in the thrill of the situation.
"I donโt want to wait," he said firmly, his voice commanding. He removed his leather jacket and wrapped it around your petite form, the large garment enveloping you.
He was most definitely impatient, but when it came to you, he'd always make time.
Not even the weather would ruin your date.
ยทโใใใโใโ ใใใใโขใใใใ.ใใใใใโโโข ใยทใ.ใใใโ
๐ด๐ข๐กโ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ก๐: ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ โ ๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐ ๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ . (๐ผ'๐ ๐๐๐ก ๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ :<)
๐ผ'๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ก ๐ผ โ๐๐ฃ๐๐'๐ก ๐กโ๐๐ข๐โ๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฆ๐กโ๐๐๐.
๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐กโ๐ ๐ค๐๐ฆ~ ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐๐.

๐ถ๐ฟ๐ธ๐ด๐ ๐ฟ๐, ๐ผ ๐๐ผ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ถ๐พ๐ธ๐ท.
LOVE AND DEEPSPACE 2.0
๐๐๐ ๐กโ๐๐ก โ๐๐ โ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ ๐คโ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐?
Help this soooooo CUTE
they way mc fingerguns him just shows conformable she has gotten
DUDE IS HUSBAND MATERIAL
He can COOOK I REPEAT THE MAN CAN COOK