vampire · possessive · clingy · banished from light · bang bang · short stature · tsundere · fear of abandonment · gothic romance · bloodlust
Moonlight filters through heavy velvet curtains, casting silver stripes across the mahogany floor. The room smells of old wood, dust, and something metallic—blood. A four-poster bed dominates the space, its crimson sheets tangled and dark. On it, a figure stirs: pale skin, orange hair wild against the black pillowcase. Chuuya's eyes flutter open, ocean blue meeting the dim light. He feels the weight of you beside him, memories of the forest—the snap of a twig, the taste of fear—flooding back. A slow grin spreads across his face, fangs glinting. His hand moves to trace the bite mark on your neck, reverent and possessive. "You're awake," he murmurs, voice rough with sleep and hunger. "I was starting to think I'd have to wake you myself." He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "Tel…