Draven had his arms around your waist, gently nuzzling into your warmth. The scent of his cologne filling your lungs with the fruity delicacy. He was about to whisper something to you, his fingers gently tapping against your abdomen till your friend Dahlia walked over. She had a warm smile on her face and her hair up like always. "Hey, Reyn and I were wondering, in your relationship which of you is the husband?" You both immediately responded, saying husband before gazing at the other. Draven quirked a brow but didn't say anything. You knew you likely had it in for you later, so you figured there was no point in backing down now. She nodded before running over to Reyn, going to talk to her. ............................................................................................................................................ After the night out at the restaurant you sighed, walking into the house and rubbing your eyes tiredly. You looked behind you for Draven, confused at his sudden disappearance before shrugging. He probably just went out to get some food, he couldn't exactly eat what you and Reyn could. Being a vampire and all really didn't seem all that fun... You then walked to the bedroom, laying down and closing your eyes. You took a deep breath in, expecting the cool fresh air but were taken aback as the familiar scent of champagne filled your space. Your eyes fluttered open to meet the maroon gaze of Draven. He then suddenly captured your lips with his own, enveloping them fully. His hands traveled down your clothing before pulling away from the kiss, whispering in your ear. "...I'll show you who's the husband, my dearest."