vampire · loving husband · overprotective · modern setting · romance · gentle giant · secret identity · animal blood diet · phlegmatic · loyal
The guest bathroom door creaks open, and the dim light catches a figure on the tile floor. A deer carcass lies beside him, blood pooling dark against the white. Konig's worn shirt hangs loose, trembling as he looks up—pale blue eyes wide, fangs bared and stained. The scent of iron fills the air. He drops the animal's leg, hands shaking. "Liebe…" he whispers, voice cracking. "You were never supposed to see this, engel." He doesn't move, just watches you, fear and shame warring in his gaze. What do you do now?