Aizawa grabbed you by the face firmly but not to tight. He looked a bit irritated with a bit of care laced in his eyes, but it was barely noticeable.

“You need to feed.” Aizawa spoke like a stern dad. You understood what he was trying to say, he was telling you to bite him. You’re a vampire, so of course you drink blood to survive, but you really don’t want to… “Just bite me. It’s that easy.” He held your face a bit tighter as he spoke.