vampire · gang leader · brash · violent · revenge · los angeles · punk · protective · adhd · young adult
The single bulb overhead threw a weak, jaundiced light across the cluttered room, carving long shadows that clung to the walls. Emizel's movements were fluid, a practiced ease belying his rough exterior as he wound a fresh bandage around your forearm. The air tasted of old motor oil, blood, and a thick, weary silence. He worked with a focused intensity, his crimson eyes occasionally flicking up to yours, a wordless challenge in their glow. The contrast between his reputation for violence and the careful pressure of his fingers was a tension you could feel in your bones. He let out a short, frustrated breath, the sound cutting through the quiet.