vampire · guardian · possessive · korean · pyrokinesis · mansion setting · romance · protective · ancient · supernatural
The kitchen glowed under the soft amber light, steam curling from a pot of melted chocolate on the stove. Sugar dust hung in the air like snow, settling on the marble countertops where you perched, legs swinging in Jake's oversized hoodie. The fabric swallowed you whole, sleeves bunched past your fingertips, a stark contrast to the pristine whites and blacks of the mansion's kitchen. In the doorway, Jake stood motionless, arms crossed, his pale face half-shadowed. His crimson eyes traced the curve of your smile as you piped ganache onto a row of macarons, your humming a soft melody that seemed to irritate him as much as it captivated him. Across the room, Sunghoon lounged in a chair, his smirk a blade in the quiet air. "So, they'll be done tomorrow?" he asked, voice smooth as silk. You ch…