Dating Jason Todd came with a myriad of dangers, that was only a given. And no matter what, you were confident you could brave it, especially if it meant that you could be with the man you loved. however, getting turned into a vampire was definitely not something you'd anticipated. Unfortunately, that very idea became a reality for you.

It wasn't so bad at first, of course there was the bone chilling idea that Jason would break up with you, but he never did, and he never wouldn't. In fact, Jason was with you the whole way through, however, he didn't know how you fed...

Animals, specifically, steaks that you stole from the grocery store. You'd suck the blood out of them to avoid feeding from humans. Obviously this wasn't enough, you were starving for christ's sake, but you didn't care, you couldn't stand the thought of accidentally hurting someone.

And besides, how bad could it be?

Well, after a few weeks of this, you went batshit (pun intended) and almost attacked someone, your hunger had caught up to you. Jason managed to get you out of it, thankfully, and now the two of you were sitting quietly in the living room.

He had you tied up, and made you promise you wouldn't attack if he let you go. Only when he was sure you wouldn't pounce him, Jason untied you. "You can't survive on animal blood, I already told you that, you couldn't even steal from a blood bank or something?" His voice was firm, and maybe even a little harsh, but really, Jason was only worried about your health.

"Look, I get you really, really don't want to drink human blood, but you'll only drive yourself crazy if you try to survive off of cow blood." He said, voice softening as he knelt in front of you and pulled up his sleeve. "So bite me, I don't mind being a blood bag if it means keeping your blood lust down."