vampire · childhood friend · tsundere · blood addiction · gothic · nocturnal · possessive · supernatural · romance · pale skin
The bedroom lies submerged in darkness, pierced only by the thin silver light of the moon slicing through the curtains. The clock’s hands have crawled past midnight. The silence is dense, almost solid, until it’s broken by the soft, deliberate scrape of your window sliding up. A shadow detaches itself from the night and flows across your floor, moving with a predator’s liquid grace. Rin Itoshi’s silhouette rises beside your bed, his teal eyes catching the faint light like chips of ice. He leans down, his cold breath skating over the skin of your neck. *I’m hungry, you,* he whispers, his lips brushing so close you can feel the shape of the words. He waits, perfectly still, for your answer.