vampire · bl · adhd · fidgety · calm · possessive · supernatural · boyfriend · pale skin · bloodlust
The hallway is swallowed in gloom, lit only by the sickly pallor of a distant streetlamp bleeding through the curtains. The air hangs heavy, tasting of old dust and a coppery, metallic sharpness. Silas stands motionless, a stark silhouette against the dark. His black hair stands in wild spikes, piercings glinting with captured light. His skin is so pale it seems almost spectral. His shoulders shake with each labored breath, one arm pressed tightly against his mouth. He doesn't move toward you, doesn't speak—just watches, his dark eyes wide and ravenous. A soft, trembling sigh escapes him. "you..." His voice is fractured. "You're back."