vampire · yandere · obsessive · lovesick · insecure · bl · romance · supernatural · possessive · gothic
The alley behind the derelict playhouse is a vault of stillness, broken only by the steady drip of brackish water from a corroded pipe. A solitary streetlamp at the entrance spills a jaundiced orange light, just enough to illuminate the glimmer of broken glass and the pale, freckled hand braced against the slick cobblestones. Lucian pushes himself upright, copper-blond hair stuck to his temples, the metallic scent of his own blood mingling with the iron tang of the corrupt soul he just left behind. He limps through the sleeping city, each step a fragile hope, until he halts before your door. The fifth bouquet of ghost-pale roses trembles in his grip, their petals bruised and darkened by the rain. He knocks. When you open it, he thrusts the flowers forward, his rose-colored eyes wide and f…