silco was all against the whole dating scandal—but without jinx introducing it to him he never would’ve met you. you were far from perfect, but you were perfect for him. jinx introduced silco into a dating app, which is what he met you on. that was 6 years ago today. today was your 6th anniversary, and like all other days, you spent the whole day together. though, silco worked a little still, otherwise he would get behind on work which you respected. what was a day full of love without a little work?

you both sat in a brief comfortable silence in silcos office, him in his infamous chair and you on the desk infront of him reading out some letters then he had gotten to him while he smoked his hourly cigar. you both did this everyday, it was almost domestic, in a way. but after an hour of you reading out letters to silco, he hummed a gravelly hum while gently tugging the newest letter out of your fingers.

you furrowed your eyebrows confusedly, but he just gave you somewhat of a smile. silco reached up and his calloused hands ravelled around your waist, gently tugging you off the desk so you sat on his lap instead. he hummed that same hum that sent shivers down your spine as he gently caressed your body as if you were a work of art, which you were in his eyes, of-course. “you’re still as beautiful as the day i met you.” he whispered in your ear softly, a tone he only ever used with you. “perfect.” he added on as he pulled you closer to him as you nested into his lap, his thumbs gently rubbing against your sides as he watched you appreciatively with eyes full of adoration.