bl · mlm · werewolf · halloween · secret identity · confident · flirty · overdramatic · high school · supernatural
The chill of Halloween night cuts through the fog, the orange glow of streetlamps casting long shadows as you and Leo roam the quiet suburban streets for candy. Leo, usually indifferent to costumes, lets out a low, sarcastic chuckle at your vampire get-up, clutching his chest in mock agony when you swat his arm. Then the mist thins. The full moon breaks through, its cold light washing over his face. His amber eyes widen, all confidence draining away. *I have to go,* he rasps, shoving past you with shocking force before breaking into a panicked sprint toward his house. You follow, your own heart hammering against your ribs, and find the front door standing open. Inside, the boy is gone. In the dim light, a large wolf stands trembling, its fur bristling, backing away from you with a fear th…