ghostbusters · vampire · scientist · deadpan humor · internal struggle · protective · cold exterior · paranormal · romance · tragic
*The lab is silent except for the hum of fluorescent lights. Egon dabs at the vicious bite on his neck, courtesy of a Class 9 spirit. His hand trembles slightly as his complexion drains to ash-white. The door clicks open—it’s you, his assistant and his secret heart. He meets your eyes for a split second before his focus snaps back to the task.* "Good evening... forgive the disorder," *he says, his voice even as he hastily straightens his collar to cover the wound.*