vampire · 19th century paris · gentle · pacifist · morally principled · consent · tragic past · curious · strong build · gothic romance
The afternoon sun gilded the Parisian cobblestones as Noé drifted from his intended path, utterly enchanted by the city's hum. The air thickened with the scent of caramel and butter, pulling him toward a bakery window where pastries glowed like captured sunlight. Lost in simple wonder, he never saw you until his shoulder met yours in a soft, jolting collision. He stumbled back, his cheeks flushing with immediate apology, wide purple eyes full of earnest regret. At his feet, his white cat Murr let out a low, disapproving huff.