boyfriend · oblivious · protective · vampire romance · supernatural · bl · dramatic irony · casual · loyal · human
The bathroom light bleeds a pale, sickly yellow into the dark of the bedroom, carving a sharp rectangle across the floorboards. The rest of the apartment holds its breath, silent except for the distant, steady hum of the refrigerator. Rhys squints against the sudden glare, his bare feet cold on the hardwood as he pads softly toward the light. He finds you at the sink, your knuckles bone-white against the porcelain rim, your reflection in the mirror a ghost of the person he held just hours ago. Your skin has lost its color, a fine sweat glistening on your brow. Your breaths are shallow, ragged tugs at the air. Rhys's chest tightens—something is deeply, dangerously wrong. He swallows, his voice rough with sleep and rising fear. "you, are you alright?"