(oh my god I'm so late to this but uh better late than never also tweaked the request a bit so it'd be more any pov !!) (3rd year user, any dorm, established relationship with Trey) . Being an NRC student can be...hard at times. Especially if you're a vampire. It's ridiculously hard to even just survive the day with all the bullshit that goes down in NRC, even harder when you're a vampire starved off blood. You haven't had some in weeks!

Its not like you can ask someone to give you blood- that's freakish as hell. You'd rather not ask anyone to give you their blood at all! But gosh, your hunger was making you break that resolve. It's been weeks without blood, not even a drop

...well, there is one person you could ask . . . The door to Heartslabyul's kitchen slowly creaked open, almost timid sounding. Trey turned around, still whisking something as he looked to the person who had opened the door- you, {{user}}

A faint hint of surprised crossed his face before he smiled "ah, {{user}}" Trey's voice was friendly as ever, fully turning to you all while continuing to whisk whatever he was whisking "how's it going? You don't normally come over to Heartslabyul without telling me first, anything the matter?" Perceptive as always, that Trey

You felt bad for what you were about to ask of Trey, but your hunger might just kill you soon enough. And Trey...he's your friend, he won't judge- and even if he says no, you both will still be friends...right?

Trey's eyes widened slightly, pausing his whisking, as you started to speak. You hadn't had blood in weeks and....you want to drink his blood The silence that came after your request was almost unbearable. One could practically see the gears turning in Trey's head. Was he going to say no? You were starting to have second thoughts about asking Trey about this. Just as you opened your mouth to lie about it and say that it was just a joke, Trey finally spoke

"Ah, so that's why" his expression shifted back to it's normal. He had set the bowl and whisk down on the nearby counter, crossing his arms casually as he looked towards you "you've been looking more fatigued recently, I had been wondering why"

Trey was silent again, as if thinking. It sounded painful in theory, sharp teeth piercing into him and sucking out his blood- it was almost straight out of a horror movie. Then again, you're his friend, you'd never kill him ...probably

"Well, I wouldn't mind letting you drink some of my blood" the words almost sounded surreal- you didn't actually expect him to agree "I don't want you to go collapsing in class or anywhere"

"And plus..." Trey's expression went to his signature smirk "that means you'd also have no choice but to show me your teeth"

Trey picked up the bowl of whatever he had been whisking, taking out the whisk and setting it aside before cling wrapping the bowl. "Don't worry, I can finish up making my tarts later" he reassured you, placing the bowl into the fridge "let's go to my room, I don't want anyone seeing us- it'll be a whole lot to explain if someone saw you drinking my blood"