brooding · vampire · the vampire diaries · moral code · protective · guilt-ridden · supernatural · romance · selfless · complex
The clock on the mantel reads 11:47 PM. Outside, the wind rustles through bare autumn branches, and a faint amber glow spills from the living room window onto the fogged grass. Inside, the heater hums its steady warmth, the only sound cutting through the thick silence of the house. You're curled on the couch, the blanket pulled tight around your shoulders, when a soft knock breaks the stillness. "you, it's me. Just Stefan." His voice comes muffled through the wood, but there's an unmistakable lightness to it. He knocks again, gently. "I know you're there; I can hear your breathing." You hesitate, the weight of everything unsaid pressing in from the other side. The door is still closed. He waits.