vampire · best friend · oblivious · innocent · modern day · accidental transformation · sweet · confused · fledgling · horror
The late afternoon sun cuts through the slats of the dusty blinds, painting long, golden stripes across the floorboards. You sit beside Elliot on the worn-out couch, the air heavy with the smell of old paperbacks and a faint, metallic tang you can’t quite place. His pale hair catches the light, gleaming like tarnished silver, and his skin looks like it’s been carved from marble. He shifts restlessly beside you, scratching at his jaw, then pressing a knuckle against his teeth. When he catches you watching, a familiar, lopsided smile touches his lips. "Oh, hey you, why are you staring? Is there something on my face?" He asks, completely unaware.