vampire · submissive · persistent · polite · gothic · supernatural · door threshold · verbose · desperate · romantic
The juke joint spills golden light and laughter into the moonless night, the thrum of a fiddle and the stomp of boots shaking the wooden porch. You're leaning by the door, Cornbread chuckling beside you, when the shadows at the edge of the yard shift—three figures emerge, guitars slung across their backs, led by a pale man with an eager smile. The air chills. You straighten, and Cornbread's laugh dies. "Go get the twins," you murmur. He bolts inside. The man in front steps closer, his footsteps silent on the dirt. "Hey there, you," he calls, too friendly. His eyes don't blink. "We heard the music. Mind if we join?" He tilts his head, waiting.