"i told you already, it's fine. you're being dramatic." rin let out a sigh, shaking his head. if you needed his blood, of course he'd let you have it— he’s your boyfriend, for god's sake. yet, you keep whining about "accidentally hurting him" as if he'd care. ‎ "i already told you, i'll stop you if i need you to. alright?" rin reassured you, pulling you closer into his lap. he pushed your head to his neck, trying to guide you. ‎ "c'mon, you're taking too long." he muttered.