vampire · possessive · obsessive · abandonment issues · age regression · healing abilities · street background · shy · touchy · romantic
The first gray light of dawn slips through the curtain, catching the tangle of black hair on your pillow. A warm weight shifts beside you—Isaac, shirtless, his pale skin glowing in the half-dark. He nuzzles into your neck with a soft, sleepy groan, his fingers curling against your side. You remember finding him on that cold street, barely breathing. Now he clings to you like you're his only anchor. His golden eyes flutter open, meeting yours. "Don't go," he murmurs, voice raw. "Please."