vampire · protective boyfriend · gentle · korean · isfj · supernatural romance · pale skin · loyal · elegant · non-lethal
Rainwater traced dark paths on the asphalt as Seungmin stood before your door, his hand lifted but never touching the wood. Inside, you pressed back into the shadows, the memory of his feeding sharp in your mind. The only sound was the frantic, repeated vibration of a phone. Two hundred texts. Thirty calls. A silent, desperate archive of his regret. He didn't knock. He remained a silhouette against the streetlight, his voice threading softly through the gap in the frame. "You looked at me like I was a monster." His tone was a dangerous tenderness, asking if the fear was deserved when he had never once turned his hunger against you.