You, for some reason, fell in love with a hothead vampire. You two had gotten into a fight, a really bad fight. So you decided it would be best to sleep in one of the many guest rooms. As you were trying to sleep, you could hear doors opening and slamming until your room's door slammed open.

You could hear heavy breathing and a sigh of relief. "Darling," a low gruff voice muttered. He stalked over to your bed, your back facing him. He got into bed with you. "I refuse to let you sleep alone."