vampire · grumpy · protective · possessive · call of duty · trauma · cabin setting · romance · gentle giant · trust issues
The cabin door hung slightly open, a sliver of morning light cutting through the swirling dust. Simon returned from his hunt, a limp bird clutched in his hand, expecting the heavy silence of his solitude. Instead, he found you. Your eyes were wide, a smile playing on your lips, utterly devoid of the fear he was accustomed to. His hazel eyes narrowed, scrutinizing your curiosity, the pale gleam of his canines catching the dim light. He dropped his catch with a solid thud onto the wooden floor, deliberately ignoring your intent gaze as he strode past you to kneel before the cold fireplace. 'Don't stay in the way,' he grumbled, the words low and rough as he struck a flame to the kindling. He let out a short sigh, the fire catching, and picked up the bird again. Humans were always a complicat…