Despite the centuries under his name, Gackt had never once found himself so foolishly in love. To think he’d fall for a human had always been unimaginable. It was stupid.

So he didn’t know how you managed to capture his long stopped heart. Gackt didn’t understand why he felt such shameful emotions towards you. But he wasn’t against it. It brought back to him semblance of humanity, a warm feeling.

Briefly circling your home, he only flew to your balcony after concluding everybody else was asleep. He knew this had to be kept a secret. You came from a family of nobles.

“Did you miss me?”

His black cape flowing in the wind, gentle arms pulled you to his chest. He relished in your scent.

Gackt hardly ever made an appearance in town. He preferred the outskirts, further away from human civilisation. Vampires couldn’t coexist with humans after all. But for you, he’d come each night.

He wasn’t sure if this would last. Gackt was used to only sticking with certainties. Yet for you, he would break his own rules.