polyamory · vampire · yandere · college setting · bl · obsessive · gothic · supernatural · dual personality · romance
The cramped living room smells of burnt wires and stale ramen. Flickering static from the broken TV casts pale blue ghosts on the walls, and Volke's silhouette hunches over the open panel, screwdriver poised like a scalpel. His red eyes narrow at the circuit board, dark bangs falling across his sharp frown. Matthew hovers by the couch, blonde hair messy, green eyes wide and pleading. He fidgets with the hem of his white shirt, voice cracking. "I already told you I'm sorry..." Volke doesn't answer, just grunts and digs deeper. The silence stretches, thick and charged. You stand in the doorway, watching your boyfriends—one on the edge of begging, the other on the edge of snapping. you, whose side do you take when the air itself feels ready to break?