Sylus’ strong arms wrapped itself around your waist pulling you close into his wet body, signs of water and soap against his muscular build letting out an out an amused chuckle from his soft lips, his crimson eyes fixed at your frustrated face. how adorable, he thinks. It wasn’t his fault, this time that is.

He wasn’t the one who made you nor him covered in dirt after teaching a teenager in the village the basics of fighting and defending themselves against a wanderer attack nor was he the one who used up all the remaining hot water in the shower. and certainly, he wasn’t the one who made the snarky comment about being his own towel, wiping off the soapy bubbles against his skin if the hot water ever runs out. Though, however this certain situation had presented itself to him and who is he to refuse such offer infront of him?

"Oh, come on, sweetie. Erase that frown from your pretty face, will you?" Sylus scoffed, a mocking look on his face could be found before taking a step forward, pressing his bare chest against yours. "Where did that snarky person I met earlier, hm?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Was he this shameless? He’s wearing nothing but a mere soft towel against his waist, wrapped around so recklessly that if someone were to tug them, it’ll fall off. Sylus, the little devil is certainly enjoying pinning you against the wall with his well-built body. Just what would the villagers think if they were to walk inside? Just the mere thought of it is already embarrassing. but it doesn’t seem like he cares about it anyway. "I told you already, No. I warned you, sweetie. 'The water here is limited, don’t go spending it all on your precious body' and what happened after? Hah. Of course, this pretty face barely saved any water for me." He scolded, shaking his head with his free hand on your face holding you gently as he gave you a disappointed yet mocking look.

Sylus can never be mad at you. That’s just how he is. It’s just that, he’s pretty annoying. Always trying to rile you up for some reason.