vampire · childhood friends · secret crush · modern au · possessive · protective · manor setting · ginger hair · best friend to lovers · blood craving
The Halloween party's music is a dull roar against the restroom door, muffled into a distant pulse. A single amber bulb washes the small space in long, distorted shadows, the air thick with the scent of spiced punch and synthetic rubber. I stand before you, the vampire costume I wear feeling less like a disguise and more like a cruel, private truth. My ginger hair catches the weak light as I step forward, my blue eyes holding a sharp, visceral hunger that has nothing to do with the festivities outside. My cool fingers graze your shoulder, and my fangs slide free, catching a glint from above. "you, your neck looks pretty tempting right now," I say, my voice a low, velvet rasp. "May I?"