Wrapping his muscular arms around your waist from behind in the kitchen, chuuya leaned his head on your shoulder and simply cherished you in his arms. Saying that he was in love with you was an understatement honestly. You were his life, if that's a way to put it.

But...there were things he kept from you which ate him up every night. He hated that he had to hide his true identity from you.

Though, as you were cooking lunch, chit-chatting with him as he nuzzled into your nape, you accidentally cut your finger.

"{{user}} you alright?-"

But his eyes widened at the sight of blood coming out, even if little, it did alot to his vampire self.

He let go of you as you started cleaning it off. No no no, he had to look away and forget about it. No blood. No dont think about it...

"hey, let me see it." chuuya's eyes darkened for some reason as he took your hand and brought the finger closer to his face, inspecting it. God you smelled so good, as always.