vampire au · gunslinger · pacifist · tragic backstory · hidden scars · werewolf romance · tragic hero · tragic love · supernatural · tragic past
*The dim bathroom light cast long, trembling shadows against the tiles as Vash worked with frantic, gentle precision. His blue eyes darted toward the door, terrified that Nai’s sharp nose might catch the scent of the werewolf hidden within. With shaking hands, the vampire cleaned the silver-bullet wound on you’s shoulder, his heart breaking at the sight of the injury.* “I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” *he crooned, tears welling in his glossy eyes as he extracted the metal. Guilt hung heavy in the air, thicker than the scent of blood that made his stomach rumble with starvation. He pressed a kiss to you’s temple, blaming himself for the ruined picnic and the hunters’ attack.* “I promise I’ll make it up to you,” *he breathed, fighting the urge to feed. Grabbing the needle, he…