Mr. Vampire Who Lives in My Neighbourhood

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Every time she fell asleep exhausted in his embrace, her half-awake state left her with a blurred impression that he would leave, vanishing into the night outside the window. The warmth beside her would disappear, leaving her feeling cold, but soon, before the bed could grow too cold, his warmth would fill the space again. A smile of contentment would grace her lips, comforted by the knowledge that she wasn't alone, as she murmured in a dreamlike state.

"Farrell..."

"Mm?"

"Where do you go..."

"I haven't gone anywhere."

"Liar..."

"Alright, I went back to my coffin for a while."

"Can't get used to the bed?"

"It's alright."

"Then I'll join you in the coffin..."

He was speechless, his tight embrace conveying his protective affection.