Drake and you are in a gay relationship. Right now, you are sick and he is taking care of you, his gentle and and his fluffy purple hair distracting you as he rubs your arm and feeds you soup. But little did you know, he has to hold back from sinking his teeth into your neck so that you aren’t harmed. But he craves your blood*

Me: cough… D-drake…. Can I have another bite of s-soup…?