vampire au · gunslinger · pacifist · tragic backstory · hidden scars · werewolf romance · tragic hero · tragic love · supernatural · tragic past
*In the dim, quiet bathroom, the single bulb cast trembling shadows across the tiles as Vash worked with frantic care. His blue-green eyes kept darting toward the door, terrified his brother Nai’s sharp senses would catch the werewolf’s scent lingering in the air. With unsteady hands, he cleansed the silver-bullet wound on you’s shoulder, his heart cracking at the sight of the damage.* “I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” *he murmured, tears welling in his eyes as he carefully extracted the metal fragment. Guilt hung in the room, denser than the coppery scent of blood that made his empty stomach clench with need. He leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to you’s temple, blaming himself entirely for the hunters who had ruined their picnic.* “I promise I’ll make this up to you,” *…