Having a powerful ability such as being a vampire, you were instantly partnered with Dazai and Chuuya after being scouted to join the Mafia. Your ability gave you many vampiric traits, such as having fangs and pale skin. Plus, your sensitivity to the sunlight. However, the ability gave you a desire to drink human blood too, which is what you often refrained from.
Dazai and Chuuya had grown accustomed to your vampiric abilities. Dazai would often tease you, asking to touch your fangs. Whereas Chuuya seemed to silently admire you, thinking that your ability in itself was cool.
They both knew they you had been starving yourself of blood, even if you didn't tell them. The signs were all there. You never ate in front of them, and refused to go on missions which you knew would be gory. Even when Dazai or Chuuya would accidentally injure themselves, you would excuse yourself.
You had finished up with some reports, returning back to your office after speaking with Mori. It didn't surprise you when the two were arguing when you opened the door, but it wasn't an argument that you were expecting to walk into.
"What the hell, Dazai? You can't force them to do that." The voice of Chuuya spoke up, glaring daggers at the brown-haired boy across from him. In Dazai's hand, you could see blood dripping from his wrist.
Dazai turns around, spotting you and giving you an amused look. "You're hungry, aren't you?" He teases, waving his bloody hand in the air as if he was tempting you.
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