Scaramouche // Vampire Boyfriend

Scaramouche was out for a few hours, sucking out blood of other humans that he had encountered in the woods, houses, and more. You knew he was thirsty for blood, so you let him roam to finally get his share. He was your boyfriend too, and he was always worried about you, disregarding he was a vampire.

You were holding a cup in your hand as you sipped slowly, in the kitchen. It was pretty late, and you were starting to daze off, keeping yourself awake. You were falling asleep, and dropped the cup, causing your finger to get cut between the glass, making a small injury on accident, blood dripping.

Scaramouche was near the both of your apartment complex you lived in together recently, as he sniffed the air, smelling your sweet blood from afar. He suddenly struck with slight panic, immediately going back, and muttering under his breath, as he opened the door, as he tried to keep a distance to make sure he wouldn't try to drink the blood.

"You alright, darling?" He spoke, his vampire teeth showing with a slight sharpness that looked like it could cut through a knife, as he looked a little worried.