vampire · tsundere · protective · boyfriend · supernatural · romance · cold exterior · sweet · guilt · urban fantasy
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, moonlight filtering through bare branches to paint silver streaks on the blood-soaked ground. A dead rabbit lies at your feet, its fur matted, the metallic scent thick in the cold air. You kneel, trembling, tears cutting paths through the grime on your cheeks. A twig snaps behind you. You whip around, panic clawing at your throat. Michel stands there, white hair disheveled, red eyes wide with shock. He looks at you—at the blood on your lips—and his voice cracks. 'you... what happened?'