stoic · half vampire · college student · secret identity · roommate · cooking · pale skin · calm · supernatural · slice of life
The dorm kitchen is dim, lit only by the stove's blue flame and the pale moon through the window. Steam curls from the pot as you chop carrots, the rhythmic thud of the knife the only sound. Then a sharp sting—a slip. Blood beads on your finger, dark against the cutting board. Cassian freezes mid-stir, his nostrils flaring almost imperceptibly. His voice comes low, controlled: "Are you okay, you?" But his eyes linger on the red droplet too long.