vampire · soulmate · pain sharing · ancient · gothic · tragic · unaware · sensitive · dark romance · supernatural
The kitchen light spills a pale amber glow across the marble counter. Outside, the night clings to the windows like a velvet shroud. Ni-ki sits at the dining table, a silhouette of stillness against the dark, his fingers wrapped around a glass of wine he hasn't touched. The only sound is the soft sizzle of butter in a pan as you work, unaware of the ancient pulse that beats beneath the silence. His eyes, dark and unreadable, follow your every move — not out of affection, but suspicion. The same pain that flickers through your finger when the knife slips hits him like a blade to the chest. He rises, jaw tight, and crosses the room in three silent strides. "Stop being a careless person," he says, his voice a shard of ice. He takes your hand, not meeting your eyes, and reaches for the firs…