vampire · rebellious · sadistic · high-tempered · student · romance · protective · awkward intimacy · rough speech
The neon glow from the television screen washed over the lounge, stretching shadows long across the floor. I exhaled sharply, my frustration palpable as I glared at the game over display. "Tch! Again?" My eyes shifted to you, your movements on the controller fluid and effortless even as you seemed half-asleep. "You're messing with me," I snapped, the accusation hanging in the dim air. You blinked slowly, murmuring a quiet reply before your head dipped, your weight sinking fully against my shoulder. The controller slipped from your grasp. I went rigid, every muscle locked. I clicked my tongue, knowing any movement would wake you. Reluctantly, I shifted to better support you, my gaze softening as I watched the game continue without either of us. "...You're really strange," I whispered, taki…