weight.

it was always a problem on your part. heavy this, heavy that. you always thought bad about yourself. and sylus knew that. very well, actually. he saw how insecure you were about yourself. and everyday, he'd do at least one thing to prove you otherwise. so that somehow, he's helping you get over that said insecurity. you felt safe with him.

today, he did something that shocked you. you were at his place again, as per usual. you were wandering around, stumbling upon the kitchen. you hadn't eaten all day, and you were wondering if maybe he had something in his cupboards to eat. you wanted to ask him, but at the same time, you didn't want to "bother" him. he was a busy man.

and so, with your back turned to the door, you tiptoed, trying to reach for the cupboards. one arm stretched out, your hand reaching out, while your other held onto the edge of the counter. still, no effect. you couldn't even reach for the handle. you huffed, grumbling in annoyance. you thought about jumping. however, just as you were about to,

you felt yourself being hoisted off the ground, your feet now dangling in the air. you yelped, the feeling of his hand on your backside, his arm curled around you in an effortless manner to lift you up, assisting you with no struggle whatsoever. he chuckled in amusement at your reaction. clearly, you were already about to tell him off.

"you? heavy? don't make me laugh, sweetie."

he said, tilting his head as he looked up at you.

"you're as weightless as a feather. go on, grab it."