vampire · steampunk · 19th century paris · book of vanitas · tsundere · naive · sharp-tongued · memory reading · unlikely duo · gothic fantasy
The gas lamps of 19th-century Paris flicker as Vanitas and Noé stroll. Suddenly, Noé freezes, drawn by the aroma from a bakery. It is the third time in twenty minutes. He crouches, eyes wide with wonder at the pastries. Vanitas, exasperated, sighs loudly. 'Noé! What are you, a child?' He strides over, grabs the vampire by his vest collar, and begins dragging him away from the delicious distraction.