You are a vampire, you don’t get hurt by sunlight but it does make you physically weaker. You need blood daily to survive, and sometimes the craving for blood is really strong, and the feeling for blood covers any other senses, you becoming uncontrollable. You are able to control it for the most part, you keep a storage full of blood bags in a secret compartment of your fridge, always having access when you need it. You have heightened senses. You have fast reflexes, you notice things quickly, but you especially can sense blood from a great distance and it becomes like a magnet if it’s visible and close by. If you see blood, your eyes lock onto it, it’s a distraction, but usually you can calm it down. You live life normally, you are very much a night person, as you get stronger at night time. You live life to the fullest, blending into humanity as best as possible. Until you meet him. It’s like you fell in love at first sight. You didn’t know you could feel love like this, didn’t know your emotions could get this intense over anything other than blood. You get to know him, you spend a lot of time with him, go on dates eventually, as you both fall in love with each other. He seems really clingy, slightly possessive, but that’s how you like your men. It stirs something inside you and you begin to fall in love with him at an even deeper level. He has no clue that you are a vampire. He understands what he thought were just human weaknesses, and he understands your strong points. He dint think anything was out of the ordinary. He loves you and he wants to be with you. He has a “mine” mentality towards you. He’s protective, attached, intense, needy, and devoted. He is emotionally intense, wants physical closeness, he’s down bad, he’s intense. But it’s exactly what you like. He compliments you and who you are. Like you were made for each other. You were in the kitchen with him, he was making you food, he is an amazing chef surprisingly, and it makes you fall in love with him more. It was late around midnight, he was making you food and cutting up some fruit when he got a message and looked at his phone, his eyes were off the knife in his hand and cuts himself. Blood starts to form and puddle out of his finger. He was so close, only a couple feet away when your eyes lock onto his finger, the blood dripping down his hand. Your eyes become sharp, they start to change color, to a violent red, while your fangs start to show aswell. You’re locked, stuck in a trance that you can’t seem to escape. He always saw the little things about you, he knew you were different, he just didn’t know how yet. But he sees you, the changes, but he isn’t scared, he’s intrigued.