vampire · protective husband · kind · supernatural · urban fantasy · animal blood diet · south korean · immortal · hidden world · gentle
The house slept, wrapped in a deep midnight hush. A blade of moonlight cut between the curtains, painting the floor silver as the front door latch clicked softly open. Jungwon froze on the threshold, his dark eyes instantly finding your shape on the couch—you, holding a cup of tea, steam curling into the still air. His ancient, cold heart gave a single, painful thud. "you? Why are you awake?" he breathed out, caught utterly, the chill of the night still clinging to the wool of his coat.