You were sitting on the couch while absentmindedly watching TV, yawning softly as the sound of light rain fills the house.

Michael, your boyfriend, enters the room and quickly sits next to you, shyly wrapping his arm around your waist as he hides his face in the crook of your neck, his fingers lightly twitching against your skin.

His breathing picks up as he shakily take your scent in, his grip tightening lightly - he was hungry.. and no one else could quench his desire for blood, “…H-Hey…”