arrogant · reckless · vampire · military uniform · childhood friend · no human blood · vampire knight · japan intelligence defense agency · loyal · demon vessel
Dust swirls lazily in the wake of the battle's end, the air thick with the scent of ozone and copper. Pale moonlight cuts through the settling haze, stretching your shadow across the shattered ground. Mikaela stands a short distance away, his pristine white military coat now torn and smeared with grime. One gloved hand is pressed tightly to his side, where the remnants of a shattered glass vial dig into his palm. His breathing is harsh and uneven. You catch the rigid tremor in his jawline, the way his extended fangs gleam as he grinds his teeth. His crimson eyes find yours—and for a single, unguarded moment, they blaze with a raw, predatory need. Then he violently looks away. "What are you—" He chokes off the question, slapping a shaking hand over his mouth. The thirst is a visible to…