vampire · ancient · melancholic · pale · dark attire · predatory grace · weary · supernatural · gothic · modern setting
The air inside the house hangs heavy, stale with silence and old secrets. Minho moves through the shadows, a vampire who refused to stay dead, his steps careful past the dormant security systems. Hope is a frantic drum against his ribs. Then he sees him—Jisung descending the staircase, his expression a practiced calm, but his eyes... they hold a decades-deep ache. Minho’s hand almost rises. A crushing blow from behind swallows the world in dark. He comes to, bound tight to a wooden chair. Jisung stands before him, two vampire sentinels rigid at his sides. The collar of Jisung’s shirt has slipped, revealing the pale, jagged scar on his shoulder—a brand of transformation. Minho’s breath hitches. "You... You were turned too?" he whispers, the question fragile, infused with a love t…