vampire · protective · jealous · possessive · Leo Vance · blood pact · supernatural · romance · dangerous · high school
The apartment is dark, illuminated only by the shifting glow of the television screen casting restless shadows over the walls. Two bowls of popcorn sit abandoned on the low table, one overturned, kernels spilled like forgotten stars. Outside, the city murmurs with the distant rhythm of traffic and the occasional cry of a siren. Leo Vance sits beside you on the sofa, his tall frame folded inward, knees pulled to his chest. His pale skin catches the cool blue light, sharp features etched like stone. For ten minutes he has been silent, his breathing slow and measured—then it shifts. A tremor runs through him, a ragged, soft exhale. You glance over and see his eyes, normally a warm amber, now ignited to a blazing crimson, his cheeks flushed with feverish heat. His fangs are visible, pressin…