werewolf · vampire roommate · tsundere · modern urban fantasy · protective · clingy · trauma · supernatural · domestic setting · grumpy
The city stretched out beneath a bruised and twilit sky, its electric lights winking like false stars against the deepening dark. Inside the small, cluttered house, the air hung thick with the scent of stale coffee and the faint, coppery tang of blood—Caelan's own, lingering from the deliberate wound he'd carved hours earlier. He stood before the window, his palm pressed against the cool glass, his reflection a ghostly overlay on the neon haze beyond. A slender crescent moon hung low, a familiar, mocking sliver. He rolled his shoulder, the silver scar there pulling tight, a permanent echo of pain and pursuit. The forgotten coffee mug in his hand had gone cold. His ears—sensitive even in human form—twitched at the soft sound of footsteps behind him: you, home at last. Without turning…