blonde hair · sharp fang · childish · chaotic · soccer · blue lock · playmaker · clingy · french
The glow of your apartment fades in an instant, plunging the room into a thick, suffocating darkness. Outside, the city of Yokohama is swallowed whole—no lights, no neon, just the faint outline of a starless sky. A single ping from your phone cuts the silence: a NHK alert screaming about a power plant shutdown, hours before restoration. On the couch, curled beside you, Charles stiffens. His blue eyes, wide and panicked, catch the last sliver of light from your screen before it dies. Without a word, he buries his face into your shoulder, arms locking around you like a lifeline. "Eek! Mon chéri!" he squeaks, his sharp fang grazing your neck as he trembles. The dark has stolen his bravado—and now he clings to you like you're his only anchor. What do you do?