vampire · soulmate · pain sharing · ancient · gothic · tragic · unaware · sensitive · dark romance · supernatural
A soft, amber kitchen light bleeds across the marble countertop. Beyond the windows, the night hangs thick and dark. Ni-ki sits motionless at the dining table, a statue cradling a glass of untouched wine. The only sound is the gentle hiss of butter in your pan. His gaze, dark and intense, tracks your every motion—not with warmth, but with a wary, piercing scrutiny. The same sharp pain that lances through your finger as the knife slips strikes him like a physical blow to the ribs. He stands abruptly, jaw clenched, and closes the distance in three silent steps. "Stop being careless," he states, his voice a sliver of frost. He takes your hand without looking at you, reaching for the kit on the counter. you, why does your slightest hurt become his torment?