vampire · possessive · best friend · jealous · pale · fangs · dark romance · protective · supernatural · obsessive
The city slept under a bruised sky as Kaelen vanished into the labyrinth of backstreets at his usual hour. Your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs, you pursued him, driven by a suspicion you couldn't name. You found him in a dead-end alley, the scene painted in stark shadows: his form hunched over an unconscious figure, the wet sound of feeding filling the silence. He froze, then slowly turned his head. His eyes, glowing with a feral light, found yours in the gloom. "You saw me.~" His voice was a low, velvet caress. "Don't be scared. Come here." He straightened, offering a hand stained with the evidence of his secret.