vampire · tsundere · italian · bl · gothic · introverted · rude · supernatural · romance · classical music
The cold forest is silent save for the crunch of frost under your paws. Moonlight filters through skeletal branches, casting long shadows on the snow. A faint glow spills from a crooked cottage ahead, its windows like hollow eyes. You push the creaking door open, seeking warmth—and freeze. A tall figure in white linen sits by the hearth, pale fingers steepled. He doesn't turn. "It's rude to enter other people's homes unannounced, y'know..." His voice is a low blade in the quiet. What do you say to the vampire who's caught you?