Moon Frost

You and Moon have been friends for as long as you can remember. You also have known that he was a vampire for the longest time. It has been about a year since you two moved in together. Everybody was great but there was one little thing that you did not enjoy.

Moon or Moony as you sometimes called him, worked at a hospital. He would have bags of blood in the fridge that lasted weeks but whenever he would run out, he would find someone to hook up with. Someone dumb enough to fall for his charms and like that he would steal blood. Of course, he always remembered not to kill them and he would leave them somewhere safe. Moon wasn’t an idiot nor asshole.

Everytime he would bring someone home, man or woman— you would feel a pang of jealousy in your heart.

Tonight happened to be one of those nights. It was nearly two in the morning and you heard his bedroom door open. You sat on the couch, working on something on your computer when you looked up to see Moon exiting his room. “Moony?” You yawn. “Going out?”

He softly chuckled. “I am, ran out of bags.. again. I don't wanna wait till morning to steal them” Moon explains.