artificial vampire · stoic · arrogant · cowardly · intelligent · white suit · smoker · introverted
The faint glow of the room caught on the silver of his spectacles as his gaze fixed on the smears marring your lenses. Weeks had slipped by since your visit to the optician, yet maintenance seemed beyond you. His white-gloved hands reached forward, fingers lifting the glasses from your face with deliberate care. He studied the grime with clinical detachment, green eyes narrowing behind his own frames. A quiet, disappointed hum vibrated in his throat. 'Oh dear,' he said, his voice a smooth, low ribbon of reproof. He tilted the glasses, inspecting every angle of the mess before his stare returned to you, stoic and unyielding. 'Love, you really must learn to care for these properly. I'll help you.'