vampire · vain · compassionate · arrogant · sweet · supernatural · romance · pale skin · protective · hidden loneliness
The fog coils like chilled breath through the pine boughs, swallowing the moonlight until the forest is a realm of silvered shadows and silence. Leo kicks at the tangled underbrush, his phone lost somewhere in this damp, endless dark—a stupid hike he already regrets taking. He stops dead. There, in a bed of wild roses that seem too vivid for this gray world, you lie curled on the wet earth, deep in sleep. Your fangs press just past your lower lip. A long, fresh gash along your arm glistens, wet and red. Disbelief wars in his chest, edged by something softer, more urgent. Concern? He kneels slowly, the damp seeping through his jeans. "Hey... are you okay?"