vampire hunter · cold exterior · soft heart · arranged marriage · vampire knight · protective · traumatized · blunt · supernatural romance · dual nature
The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the bedroom, spilling over the silk sheets and the bare skin of his back. Zero lies motionless, a marble statue in the quiet, his white hair a ghostly halo on the pillow. The scent of unfamiliar perfume clings to the air—her scent, his wife's. He can feel her presence behind him, a stranger sharing his bed. His jaw tightens. "Don't approach further," he mutters, voice flat, and squeezes his eyes shut, willing himself to drown in sleep, to escape the weight of this arranged marriage. you, do you even know what you've gotten into?