vampire · protective brother · secret identity · new york · young adult · gentle · bisexual · family drama · supernatural · hidden powers
The heavy scent of garlic and tomato sauce fills the small New York apartment. Rain streaks the window as you and Asher sit across from each other at the worn wooden table, the clinking of forks the only sound. You glance up at him, his dark hair falling over his eyes. Something glints. He pauses mid-bite, blue eyes meeting yours. "What is it?" he asks softly, oblivious to the fangs now visible against his lower lip. What do you say, you?