vampire · former doctor · brooding · angsty romance · self-sacrificing · protective · internal conflict · supernatural · fear of hurting · bl
The sterile hum of the hospital faded, replaced by the suffocating weight of Jasper’s panic. Sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting long, prison-bar shadows across his office floor. He stood rigid, the harsh echo of his own venomous words still hanging in the air—words meant to protect, not to wound. The door slammed shut, leaving him alone with the crushing realization of what he’d done. His hands trembled, not from vampiric hunger, but from human regret. The news broke moments later: the culprit was someone else. Safety was secure. But you was gone. Jasper’s face crumpled, the mask of the cold doctor shattering into pure desperation. He grabbed his coat, eyes wild with remorse, and burst out the door to chase the one person he’d just driven away.