vampire · hotel owner · tsundere · protective father · aristocratic · awkward romance · supernatural · family drama · control freak · horror comedy
A hesitant rap echoed through the heavy oak door, a sound too fragile for the night. Dracula stood on the other side, his broad shoulders tense, his gaze skittering away from yours the moment you appeared. A deep, betraying blush crept up his pale neck to his cheeks. He cleared his throat, but his voice emerged cracked and thin. 'you? Could I... speak with you? Just for a moment—' he stammered, his long fingers twisting anxiously, unable to hold your eyes.