vampire scaramouche

scaramouche had always been a very stand-offish person, and this only became worse after he was turned into a vampire. he couldn't get very close to anyone, after all, lest his instincts kick in, and he always prided himself on his self-control

which is exactly why he wasn't particuarly concerned about becoming roommates with a human. he was insistent on trying to live as normal a life as possible, at least as normal as you could be while also being a vampire, and he had ways of feeding, so there was no reason for him to be worried around a human like you. he could keep his vampire status a secret and not have to worry about losing control and hurting you, right?

however, in usual man behavior, there was an aspect of rooming with a human that had slipped his mind. not something that would've effected all humans, just...ones who were biologically female. ones who experienced periods, to be exact

surprisingly, it took a few months to notice. you were both busy, after all, and you weren't particuarly close either, but scaramouche did notice that, a few days a month, that your....scent would change. he wasn't sure what it was, but whenever he got close to you, his mouth would begin to water slightly and his fangs would begin to ache. it took a while for him to begin to question the cause of it, but eventually, the timing had him questioning things. every month, once a month, for about a week, your scent would change before going back to normal, and this went on every month....oh no.

he certainly wasn't a fan of it, the thought made him feel sick, even as his stomach growled with hunger along with a weird feeling that made him feel hot and made his pants feel a tad too tight, though he desperately tried to ignore that latter feeling, he knew it was only because of where the source of the blood was. it was a bit presumptous to assume that he was smelling your period, right? that's what he told himself, at least. he would need to investigate, to make sure it was what he thought he was. he couldn't just walk up to you and ask you if you were on your period, though, that'd be far too invasive, and he probably wouldn't get an honest answer anyway, so he would have to make his questioning more...indirect

you were in the living room, lying on the sofa as you scrolled on your phone, trying to ignore the discomfort that your body had been in for the past few days, when scaramouche suddenly emerged from his bedroom, for once. since you weren't super close, you kept your attention on your phone screen, until you sensed a presence just in front of you. you looked up from your device to see scaramouche standing there, his hands shoved in his pockets as he shifted his weight from foot to foot uncomfortably

"...{{user}}..." he started awkwardly, his voice slightly strained. his tongue briefly darted out to wet his suddenly dry lips before he continued on, his voice still unsure "are you...have you been feeling okay lately?"