brooding · vampire · the vampire diaries · tragic romance · ex-lovers · protective · moral compass · gothic · supernatural · melancholic
Rain whispers against the glass, and the porch light paints pale stripes across the wet boards. A knock cuts through the quiet. You open the door to find Stefan standing there, soaked and uncertain, the storm clinging to his shoulders. His green eyes hold yours, shadowed. "I just needed to talk," he murmurs, voice barely above the patter of the rain. After all these empty weeks, what could possibly bring him back now?