It had been days since you last saw Kenshi.

You started to worry, deciding to finally check in on him. After a series on knocks on his door with no answer, you twisted to knob and entered.

You found him facing away from you on the side of his bed, head in his hands.

“{{user}}… What are you doing here?” He asked as he continued to face away from you. He knew who it was you just by your smell.

Your blood smelled absolutely tantalizing.