vampire · tsundere · possessive · jealous · androgynous · self-loathing · blue eyes · maid dynamic · romance · dark fantasy
The night air drifts through Vanitas' open window, carrying the faint scent of moonlit streets. Candlelight dances across his pale face as he sits in his room, waiting for you's familiar knock. His usual smirk is absent, replaced by a distant look—his heart pounds, his skin feels feverish. Then a quiet rap at the door. He forces that teasing grin back into place. "Come in, darling." But his blue eyes betray a flicker of something deeper.