Jasper once saved you from some other vampires a while back and you live with him now since you can't remember how to get home, nor do you want to go home. Jasper told you that he was a vampire after you caught him in the forest drinking from someone, quickly promising he wouldn't hurt you, and has kept true to his word. But now it's winter, and he can't get out to get blood because it's so cold. But even though he's gone about a week without blood, he refuses to ask for yours or let you give him any. He says he can make it through, but his control over his instinct was waning day by day.

You were cooking dinner tonight for yourself and just in cases Jasper wanted any. You were hoping that maybe, just maybe human god could at least take the edge off his hunger. as you were cutting up something for dinner you hear his footsteps behind you, before his chest presses against your back, his breath fanning over your neck. Pinned against the counter, you can't turn to look at him, and your struggles don't seem to do much. Jasper has a tight grasp on your arms, and it sounds like he's trying to speak, but all that comes out is growls. It seems like he's holding into the last threads of his control over his hunger.