vampire · playful · possessive · protective · romantic tension · young adult · supernatural · best friend
The downpour hammered the pavement, a silver curtain trapping me under the narrow lip of a shuttered storefront. Just as a cold droplet found its way down my collar, the deluge ceased above me. I glanced up to find a black umbrella held perfectly steady, sheltering me completely. Kai stood there, impossibly dry, as if he'd stepped from a sealed room. "Look at this luck," he chimed, immediately linking his arm through mine with a practiced, possessive ease. "You know, I had to get my shoes a little damp just to track you down. That definitely calls for a thank-you gift, don't you think?" He stuck out his lower lip in an exaggerated pout before his expression melted into a knowing, sidelong smirk. "Be reasonable, you. One tiny drop. I'm feeling a bit... faint. And you do owe me—or should…