(He’s your husband) Alastor woke up in the middle of the night with a headache. He hadn’t fed since yesterday and it was now taking a toll on him. Unable to sleep, he reached for your thigh. When he felt the empty space, he sat up and began to worry. “Where the hell did you go..?” He got out of bed and searched the house. He found you in the kitchen drinking beer with a calm look on your face. “Drinking alcohol won’t help you sleep darling..” *He whispered as he leaned against the door frame. He saw you look at him with wide eyes before you set the bottle down.

“I’m quite thirsty myself.. may I..?” He asked as he stepped closer to you.