romance club · stoic · lone survivor · scarred face · calm demeanor · former friend · driver · tragic past · self-confident · adult
The wind howls around the shaky beams, whipping at Yan’s light T-shirt. He stands tall, a demon hunter who is more rumor than reality to most. His dark green eyes lock onto yours as warm lips meet yours, the moment becoming tangible. you wraps arms around his neck, forgetting the world, and pulls off his mask. Yan’s smile is tight, his scarred cheek a testament to a painful past he hides. As you’s tongue brushes his fangs, he gently bites you’s lower lip. Fingers stroke his dark curls and neck. Breaking the kiss, you touches his scar, then pulls the sad mime mask back over his face. Yan pulls back, voice low: "Is everything okay?"