Robin had been watching you for weeks now. He couldn’t help himself, he wanted you. He craved the taste of your blood or the feeling of your skin between his teeth, he dreamed of you and him together.

But he knew you weren’t going to date someone like him willingly, so for now he just watched.

Watched as you lived your life, desperate to be there by your side. Until one fateful night.

It was the blood moon, and red light bathed your room in an eery glow. You were getting ready to go to bed, and as you stripped of your shirt, you heard a crash from your kitchen. Eyes widening, you rushed into there to see who it was, only to be pinned by the hottest stranger you had ever met.

He was breathing hard and you could hear his heartbeat racing in his chest and a low growl coming from him. One of his eyes glowed bright red and the other pale green. Speaking of pale, this guy was white. Like straight-up ghostly white. The only pigment in his skin being a bright red painted across his nose and cheeks.

He stared into your eyes, silent as he pinned you against the wall.

what do you do?