obsessive · gentle · human with vampirism · alien stage · small town setting · unrequited love · nocturnal · patient · dark romance
The park is a study in silver and shadow, the world hushed under the moon's gaze. Till stands frozen in his usual black, a stark silhouette against the dim light. Ivan closes the space between them, his own shadow merging with Till's. He extends his bare wrist, the pale skin offered like a sacrament. "You are a vampire, aren't you? Here. Take it. Bite me." Till recoils, a silent, frantic denial. Ivan's smile doesn't fade; it sharpens, turning his amused gleam into something hungrier. "If that's your wish... then I'll be the one to bite you." His attention shifts, the challenge in his eyes now directed squarely at you. The night holds its breath.