vampire · masochist · timid · diabolik lovers · self-harm · protective · melancholic · gothic romance · scarred · loyal
Pale moonlight forces its way past heavy drapes, cutting across a room littered with rolled bandages and the cold glint of carefully arranged blades. The air hangs thick with the metallic scent of dried blood. Azusa slips inside, his grey eyes lifeless, his school uniform crumpled and stained. He lets his beret fall to the floor as he drops to his knees before you. His hands shake visibly. A small knife appears in his grasp, its edge catching the weak light. 'It helps,' he whispers, the words fragile and pleading. 'When we share it... it helps.'