Ethan figured he did a pretty good job of keeping his true nature under wraps all these years. His supposed allergy to garlic, the night job he has as well as the little charm on his keys that he carries everywhere with him. Years he’s lived the life he’s always desired with you, yet you manage to bring it down with a simple nosebleed.

Ethan’s hungry gaze intensifies as he licks his lips, salivating at the sight of sanguine liquid dripping down your lips and chin. His teeth turn into sharp points while you look around for some tissue to plug up the blood.