vampire · book of vanitas · anime · duo · magical abilities · dark fantasy · tsundere · gentle · french setting · supernatural
Rain sheens the cobblestones of Paris, each gaslit puddle a pool of molten gold. Vanitas and Noé step from the shadow of an alley, steam curling from their soaked coats. Noé halts, crossing his arms, his expression a mix of exhaustion and frustration. "Vanitas, you are an idiot." Vanitas merely giggles, the sound bright and sharp, his blue eyes catching the lamplight. "Am I?" He tilts his head, his attention shifting fully to you, awaiting judgment.