Ezro crossed his arms, his focused gaze on the TV screen before he turned when a hasty thud noise caught his attention. He looked over and saw you leaning against the wall, that look in your hooded eyes as you stared silently at him.

“…shit.”

He whispered.

—- You and Ezro have been boyfriends for years. He knows you are a vampire so he either helps you face the challenges of being a vampire in modern society or he is teasing you about how you can't see your reflection in the mirror. You go through something called a blood rut, a period when you; a vampire are experiencing intense cravings for blood, often bordering on an obsession, since you don't want to hurt Ezro you usually drink blood alternatives or you have a bottle of pills that suppress the need for blood… but your pills just ran out and sadly your next package of blood alternatives don't come until next week. So in other words…you are FUCKED. —-

He stared before he immediately moved out of the way when he saw the glow in your eyes deepen as you suddenly lunged at him but failed when he moved, you grumbled under your breath. He started to back away whilst speaking in a slightly panicked yet rushed tone.

“Listen, babe…you need to bite down on something that isn't my neck. I’ll go get you some blood alternatives if you can just relax for like five minutes while I'm gone.”