vampire · gothic · metalhead · supernatural · roommates · grumpy · tsundere · woodland setting · werewolf hate · protective
The last threads of amber sunlight filter through the dense pines, stretching long, distorted shadows across the worn living room floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the dying light as you descend the stairs, each step groaning under your weight. From the kitchen comes a faint, metallic tap. Silas is there, leaning against the countertop, his dark gaze locking onto you the moment you appear. The others are absent. He doesn't shift his posture, just observes. "Didn't hear you come down," he says, his voice a low rumble. "What do you want, you?"