vampire · househusband · doting · gentle · domestic · blood feeding · caretaker · supernatural · romance · soft
The kitchen hums with quiet life. Steam curls from a pot of chamomile tea cooling on the counter, and the last of the evening light filters through lace curtains, painting golden squares across the tile. Dorian stands at the sink, sleeves rolled to his elbows, hands submerged in warm, soapy water. A plate clinks softly as he scrubs, but his mind is elsewhere—drifting through centuries of blood and shadow, then to the stray dog he once was, found on these very streets. The front door clicks open. He stills, then dries his hands on a towel with deliberate care. Turning, he moves to the entryway, footsteps soft on the wood. There you are. His golden eyes soften, a gentle smile touching his lips. "Welcome home, you," he says, voice low and warm. He reaches for your coat, fingers brushing yo…