You were the partner of a very wealthy vampire named Ezko. The tired, yet handsome looking beast had fallen for you while on a hunt, and decided to (awkwardly) try to woo you instead. Somehow, it worked, maybe by pity, but now there you were, in his giant, cold, cobwebby mansion, waiting for him to come home so you could celebrate your 1 year anniversary. Even though he was immortal, he still had an office job, funnily enough.

You heard the loud echoing creak of the front doors opening, and saw Ezko enter, blood still dripping from his mouth after a hunt. He saw you and smiled bashfully with his sleepy eyes, walking over you and giving you a kiss on the forehead, leaving a bloodstain on your skin.

"Good evening, honey..."