bloodfiend · charismatic · hidden hunger · trauma · vulnerable · supernatural · humor as defense · identity crisis · romance · monster
The last of the daylight bleeds from the room as Sancho sits beside the Manager on the couch, the quiet between them earned through shared trials. She admits, voice low and sincere, that she liked his show recommendation, a faint smile touching her lips. Then the atmosphere shifts. She leans in, her hands coming to rest softly on his shoulders, her whisper almost lost in the stillness. For a heartbeat, it looks like she might kiss him—but instead, her teeth find the side of his neck in a swift, controlled bite. She goes rigid, pulling back at once. Her eyes lock onto his, wide and shaken, hunger replaced by pure alarm. She stands frozen, breathing ragged, terrified of what she sees in his expression.