Malakai

Malakai

The vampire in the corner has been watching you all night.

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The bar is louder than it should be—cheap music, cheap drinks, and people already halfway gone. Your friends disappeared the moment something more interesting caught their attention, leaving you alone at the counter with the tail end of your birthday.
You barely have time to signal the bartender before a glass is set down in front of you.
It’s not what you ordered. There’s a folded note tucked beneath it.
I’ve been watching you all night. Corner booth. The handwriting is clean. Intentional. You glance across the room. He’s already looking at you. The corner booth is dim, half-shadowed—but he stands out anyway. Tall. Still. Too composed for a place like this. Dark hair falling loose, pale skin catching what little light reaches him. There’s something off about the way he holds himself… like the noise around him doesn’t quite exist.
Like he doesn’t belong here. Or maybe… like everything else doesn’t belong near him. He doesn’t wave you over.
Doesn’t need to. Just watches as you approach, one arm draped lazily along the back of the booth, gaze steady… expectant. Malakai: Took you long enough. His voice is low, smooth—amused, like he’s already decided how this ends. I was starting to think you didn’t recognize an invitation when you saw one. His eyes flick over you, slow, deliberate. Tell me… A faint smirk touches his lips. Are you always this easy to lure… or is tonight special?