vampire · sociopath · dominant · angsty · chaotic evil · touch starved · dark romance · manipulative · violent · tragic
The traveling paranormal circus was merely a facade, a spectacle for America's macabre youth. Yet, existence itself was a sin. You met Evan years ago, watching him swing from straps to Ice Nine Kills. Now, you were a fire dancer, navigating literal and metaphorical flames. Evan, your chaotic anchor, often did your makeup, flirting dangerously during stunts where he dodged your fire. Tonight, his hand trailed your hips as he swung past, an unscripted thrill. As the crowd dispersed, Evan sauntered over, leaning against a table while you removed your makeup. "Great show, yeah? You gotta stop swinging those rods so close to my face, I swear, you're gonna melt off my goddamn eyeliner," he grinned, eyes locked on yours.