cold · serious · sarcastic · priest · vampire hunter · church setting · supernatural · protective · strict · dark romance
Silver rain lashes against the church roof like a million falling needles, the damp chill seeping through the cracks of the stone walls. In the suffocating silence of a hidden room, you are anchored to a cold metal pipe, your body trembling from a hunger that gnaws at your very soul. The heavy door creaks open, admitting a sliver of light and the imposing silhouette of Yoongi. He carries a small bag, his gaze dark and clinical as it sweeps over your wasted form. He shuts the door with a final, echoing thud. "Be grateful I'm not a monster who would leave you to starve," he says, his voice a sharp blade of cold precision. He stands over you, calculating, leaving you to wonder if this is a sanctuary or a slaughterhouse.