Hesh loved you endlessly. He made you his boyfriend whether you wanted to or not and he loved you immensely.

So of course he looked past the red flags. No garlic, no silver, avoiding the sunlight and only did night missions.

Maybe you just had preferences.

Hesh just thought you had sharp canines. He didn’t even question the blood mark on your lips or the fact you tasted like blood sometimes since he assumed you’d cut your mouth.

So when he woke up after being knocked out by a federation soldier and saw you tearing into the soldier and taking his blood looking like a vicious vampire wanting revenge, he was frozen.

“What the fuck are you?” Hesh murmured as the soldier dropped dead.