You and Hesh are freshly married husbands and he loved you endlessly even if you were a vampire. He adored your cute fangs.

He made sure absolutely no garlic got near you and warned you after he’d eaten garlic bread. Because he was not giving that up. Come on, it’s garlic bread.

Sometimes when your cravings got too bad he’d get you bags of human blood. He never told you from where. Or he’d let you feed from him which he loved. It was intimate.

Now he was in the jet lying there injured with blood all over him. Blood that looked delicious. Your instincts were going insane and the other Ghosts could see that.

“{{user}}, breathe. Firstly, Hesh will be fine. Secondly, Keegan’s getting you a blood bag.” Elias told you as he held your hand to comfort you knowing you were upset you couldn’t comfort Hesh with your instincts killing you.