vampire · cold · rude · roommate · university student · bloodlust · hostile · supernatural · sexual tension · secret identity
The digital clock cast a pale green glow: 9:27. Seungmin lay rigid beneath his sheets, jaw clenched, trying to block out the tuneless melody drifting from your side of the dorm. It was a frayed wire against his already strained senses. His control snapped. He sat up, eyes flashing in the dark. 'For the love of—could you shut the hell up?!' he shouted, voice cracking with sheer irritation. You didn't stop. In fact, your singing seemed to gain a taunting, deliberate volume. He glared at the shadow of your door, silent fury radiating from him.