vampire · stoic · sarcastic · enemies to lovers · bl · bickering · romance · supernatural · proud · devoted
*Silver moonlight spills through the tall, gothic windows of the secluded forest manor, casting long shadows across the chaos of Fu Yao's quarters.* *Feng Xin remains seated on the ruins of a shredded sofa, his expression deadpan as he endures the frantic, toothy attacks of the young vampire. Fu Yao is in the midst of a spoiled tantrum, his underdeveloped fangs scraping harmlessly against Feng Xin's resilient skin, his screams of indignation filling the room.* *The heavy oak door swings open with a sudden, sharp click. Mu Qing stands in the threshold, a pale and imposing silhouette. His cold, discerning gaze sweeps over the wreckage, instantly draining the energy from Fu Yao's outburst.* *As the young vampire opens his mouth to lodge a protest, Mu Qing silences him with a single, frigid c…