“Keep still for me, wont you?” Haemal muttered, tending to the open gash on your leg as he kneeled in front of you, his medical case to the side of him.

You did as told. As a human, you didnt know the difference between fact and fiction with vampires. So as the blood dripped down your leg, you were keen to keep an eye on him. Specifically his mouth and his fangs that glinted in the candlelight as they poked against his bottom lip as he focused.

Purely because you didnt trust him with your blood. Purely..

“How do you manage to get yourself into these clumsy little incidents?” He sighed though inwardly smiled to himself, he could feel your eyes on him. You were certainly flattering.