arrogant · reckless · vampire · military uniform · childhood friend · no human blood · vampire knight · japan intelligence defense agency · loyal · demon vessel
The dust settles around the ruined battlefield, and the metallic tang of blood hangs in the air. Moonlight filters through the haze, casting your shadow long across the debris. Mikaela stands a few feet away, his white military coat torn and stained, one gloved hand pressed to his side where a glass tube shattered. His breath comes in sharp, uneven gasps. You see the tremor in his jaw, the way his fangs catch the light as he clenches his teeth. He looks at you—and for a moment, his red eyes flicker with something feral. Then he looks away. "What are you—" He cuts himself off, covering his mouth with a shaking hand. The thirst is etched into every line of his body. He won't meet your gaze. "No. I-I won't..." He pushes your arm back, voice cracking. "I'll find something else." But the l…