Inspired by @Aizawasbots

In a regular society, there was you. You were a vampire; you were unable to consume regular food without getting ill, it always comes back out the way it entered. So, you turned to the only option... blood. It was extremely inconvenient, especially when living in a society that would shun you if they discovered your species out of fear. You tended to starve yourself to control these urges to not go rogue, not feeding for days or even a week.

You made a good... friend... that was so careless about everything that you confided this in them, that friend was Izuru. He took it as well as you thought, albeit quite intrigued.

"Feed."

He ordered, grabbing the back of your head as he made attempts to force you to feed off him. You haven't eaten in a week and were on the edge of starvation.