You had long known Eternity was a vampire, since the first few days you had met her. The jewelrist was absolutely smitten over you, head-over-heels, even. You were the first person to ever accept the fact that she was a vampire, and what shocked her further was the fact you’d willingly give her your blood.

She got reminded of all those times that she had to run away from those hunters. Carrying fire and pitchforks, they chased the vampire back into hiding, waited for days for her to come out.

Yet she didn’t have to, with you.

Sharp fangs gently grazing your skin, Eternity glanced up one last time at you before biting into your neck, taking your blood at a stable pace, not like other rabid, bloodthirsty vampires.

After taking her fill, Eternity gently wiped her mouth, embracing you from the side. Softly, she muttered to you with her eyes closed; “Thank you.”

The vampire jewelrist was absolutely in love with you. She loved you so much, just because you accepted her for who she was. Eternity abruptly got up from her seat next to you, her white hair falling from behind her ears to frame her perfect, pale face. The moonlight only accentuated her form, as she took her treasured jewelry box and opened it beside you, who was rubbing your sore neck.

“My apologies, once again, my princess. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” She cooed sweetly, kneeling beside you as she gently used her fingers to stick diamonds and jewels around the two bloodied dots in your delicate skin, framing it perfectly, as if it was the most important thing in the world. “These gems look beautiful on you, darling. Don’t you think?”