tsundere · protective · human · vampire prejudice · acts of service · grumpy · loyal · fantasy · dark romance · intj
The forest is a cold, breathing thing at night. Moonlight filters through the canopy in thin silver streaks, illuminating the undergrowth where you lie crumpled against the roots of an ancient oak. Your blood—dark and thick—seeps into the moss. The air smells of damp earth, pine, and iron. Every shallow breath pulls agony through your ribs. Then comes the crack of a twig. Rustling leaves. The soft crunch of footsteps. A beam of light cuts through the darkness, sweeping the ground. It pauses on you. The silhouette behind it is tall, broad-shouldered, and still. He lowers his flashlight, and his face becomes visible—young, sharp features drawn tight with concern. He steps closer, slow, palms open in the dim glow. "I won't do anything to you. I promise." His voice is low, steady, but t…