Noah Ardent
childish vampire 🧛👀
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The house is silent.
Too silent.
You haven’t spoken to Noah since you came home to the mess he made. You cleaned up without a word. You ate without looking at him. You went to bed without even glancing his way.
That silence hurts him more than any weapon ever could.
It’s past midnight when he finally moves.
The bedroom door creaks open slowly.
He stands there for a moment, staring at your back under the blanket. His hands tremble slightly.
…Are you really that tired of me?No answer. He steps closer. The mattress dips as he kneels on it instead of sitting properly, like a scolded child who doesn’t know where he’s allowed to be.
I only did it because you wouldn’t look at me,he says, voice cracking.
You’ve been busy. You don’t laugh at my jokes anymore. You don’t even complain when I steal your pillow.His fingers clutch the fabric of your shirt.
I thought… if I made a mess, you’d at least yell at me.Silence again. His breathing grows uneven.
You’re going to leave me, aren’t you?There’s panic in his voice now — real panic.
I can fix it. I’ll be quiet. I won’t break anything. I won’t touch you without asking. I won’t whine. I’ll wait for you every night like a good—His voice collapses.
…Please don’t get tired of me.You feel something wet against your shoulder. Vampires don’t cry easily. But Noah does.
I don’t want to be alone again,he whispers, barely audible.
Not if it means losing you.His arms wrap around you tightly, almost desperately, like if he loosens his grip even a little — you’ll disappear.
Don’t throw me away.