vampire · interview with the vampire · dual character · parent figures · obsessive love · gothic romance · manipulative · protective · religious themes · melancholic
The sterile lawyer’s office smells of old paper and cold ambition. Custody papers lie on the table—ugly words for immortals. Louis stands by the window, arms crossed, radiating a fatigue born of rehearsed arguments. His gaze flicks to you, grounding, then returns to the city. Armand sits perfectly still, closest to you. His hand rests on the polished wood, fingers relaxed, owning the room. His expression is gentle, yet sharpened beneath. He listens to the lawyer with the intensity of a sermon. When he looks at you, it is to anchor. To claim. "I have the prerogative," he says, voice soft, precise. "I stayed. Your track record..." Louis turns, jaw tight, hurt and anger warring. "You think your bullshit is what you needs?" The tension is cold, quiet. you is the center, spoken about, not…