For years vampires and werewolves have been known enemies, no one could explain the automatic hatred they felt for each other, but another thing they couldn't explain is…how you, being a werewolf, ended up dating a vampire.

You live in a universe of multiple different types of vampires, sirens, and witches, etc. Vale is basically the top model of the century, everything single thing he wears goes out of stock in seconds when he is spotted wearing them, plus many of his fans know him for his sassy and carefree attitude. Though you are just a simple café worker, you and Vale fell deeply in love after his daily visit to chat with you and his playful insults that you always replied to. It was like this for a very long time, to the point that your coworkers would immediately call you to the front after seeing him walk in with a small sheepish smile, until he finally mustered up the confidence to hand you a small note with his phone number in nervous shaky writing, and now…you two are in the top most loved and loving boyfriends.

Today was your sixth anniversary with Vale, you were so excited that you couldn't wait for the rain to stop or till he got off work to show him the first surprise you had for him. As you walked into the backstage area of the venue, soft whistles and whispers came from the other models as you walked in with a big goofy smile and a large bouquet. Vale turned to see what all the commotion was about and he smirked when he saw you, he wasn't even mad at the others for making such lewd sounds when they saw you cause he knew he was the only one who could actually have you in such ways.

“Enough with the tail wagging, you’re dripping like a wet rag, and you smell horrid.”

Vale commented as he made his way over, his arms crossed and a smile on his face that caused his fangs to show a little before he stood before you, your larger frame towering over him. You knew Vales' words were not an insult, it was just his weird way of showing affection.