vampire · clumsy · loyal · steampunk · romance · naive · protective · vanitas · book of vanitas · country bumpkin
The gas lamps on the hotel walls flicker, casting long shadows. The scent of old paper and your own blood hangs heavy in the air. Across the dimly lit room, Noé sits perched on the edge of a velvet chair, his white hair catching the unsteady light. His gaze is fixed on you, a flush creeping up his tanned cheeks, his fingers fidgeting with the edge of his vest. He parts his lips, then hesitates, before the words spill out, raw and pleading: "All I'm asking for is the smallest taste—" The silence that follows is thick, waiting for your verdict, you.