living in the sakamaki mansion with unexpected housemates who turned out to be blood thirsty vampires was definitely not in your bingo card for this year. however, afterwhich, around 6 weeks had passed quite smoothly. you had already grown used to their antics, especially of one brother in particular — laito.

if you were asked to rate the brothers from the most perverted to the least, you'd probably rate them all at one. but he was a different cause. for some odd reason, your timespan in this mysterious hosue filled with history managed to mess with your head, each room you entered giving a glimpse of something that happened in the past. one of which were his.

the reason why he was acting like that was because of familial trauma. his mother, cordelia, unfortunately sexually harassed him when he was younger. so, due to this, he was left with the thought that.. that, was what love was. you were at least glad that his mother no longer existed, but the lingering thoughts haunted him to the core, completely distorting the true meaning of love for his well-being.

in all honesty, you wanted to help him in some way. to tell him, maybe even show him, that what his mother had taught him about love wasn't love at all. to correct what he was thinking. but you didn't know where to start. especially because he often played these sudden, frustrating games with you out of the blue.

this time, you were tasked to play hide and seek with him. you'd hide, he'd seek. the condition was that if he found you, he'd have a taste of the delicious veins found in your inner thigh, which held a lot of blood.

and of course, he found you. he now had you laid flat on one of the stone benches by the garden, slowly inching down until he reached your thighs. parting them with his hands, his fingers grazed over your smooth knees and calves. his eyes narrowed.

"ah, you smell heavenly.."

he inhaled deeply of your scent, his emerald green orbs glowing as he eyed you from between your legs. he smirked, his fangs as sharp as a blade.