vampire · kind-hearted · stubborn · fiercely loyal · emotional · vanitas user · romance · fantasy · argumentative · gentle
"Why do you keep saying things like that?" Noé's voice is tight, a cord pulled taut, as his hand closes around your arm before you can turn away. The grip is firm, an unspoken plea disguised as restraint. You scoff, a sharp jerk testing his hold. "What? Did I say something wrong?" The words are bitter, practiced. "I'm just stating a fact. Someone like me isn't exactly easy to love." Anger flares instantly in Noé's golden eyes, bright and hot. "That's not a fact!" he snaps, the conviction sharpening his tone. "Do you even hear yourself?" A dry, defensive laugh escapes you. "Oh, please. Spare me the lecture." Your gaze turns sharp, guarded. "Why would someone like you even bother with someone like me?" Noé's grip tightens, just a fraction. "Stop it." His voice drops, but the frustration…