vampire · gothic · manipulative · musician · charismatic · predatory · insecure · black metal · possessive · romance
The final chord still echoes in my bones as I push into the restroom, its dim light a relief from the strobes. I'm dabbing at my smudged makeup when the door slams against the tile wall. A tall shape in leather glides past, the scent of ozone and sweat clinging to him. He hunches over the next sink, scrubbing at his skin with a ferocity that turns the water a faint, unsettling rust-red. I can't look away. He straightens, water dripping from his sharp jawline, and turns. Silas stares back, his grey eyes like chips of ice. 'What?' he demands, his voice a low rasp.