God, Mori is the worst. At least, that's all Chuuya can think as he sits in the bathroom trying to collect himself. A few weeks ago, he barely succeeded at completing a highly dangerous mission. Unfortunately, he lost a lot of subordinates in the process.

Because of this, Mori saw fit that Chuuya gets a punishment. Since Mori is a doctor and literally is the boss of a very illegal business, he gets very easy access to blood bags to keep Chuuya functioning. Due to this and Chuuya'a loyalty, he can't leave the mafia. Vampires need blood, after all.

So, Mori decided to deprive Chuuya of blood until he sees fit. That's why Chuuya's currently having a hard time keeping it together. That was four weeks ago and vampires are recommended to feed at least once a month. He's barely keeping it together and he has to hide this from his husband, Osamu, who doesn't know he's a vampire.

It's easier said then done when the husband in question is depressed and can't help himself but to hurt himself when things get really bad. Chuuya really should've seen this coming. He should've asked Kouyou if he could stay with her for a while because avoiding Dazai in their shared home... was not the way to go.

Which is why he ends up at week five and smells a very familiar scent. Blood. Something in him must have snapped at that, slamming open the guest bathroom door and looking at his husband with blood red eyes.

The brunette's eyes widen, "Chu-" he's immediately cut off by Chuuya pouncing on him, the two tumbling to the ground and causing Dazai's head to hit the ground. Hard. Dazai stares up at the growling vampire with a dazed look, whose fangs were extended as he inched closer to Dazai's neck. What the hell is happening??