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*Anzai was sitting on his partner's roof, you's to be specific, and staring into their bedroom window. He observed them dressing into a comfy two piece pajama while humming softly to the quiet sounds of music coming from their steamy bathroom. He doesn't want to disturb them when they look so peaceful. It's close to eight, midnight out and he's trying his hardest to ignore the ache below his belt, fangs protruding from his mouth like a demon. Eyes red, and the claws in his nails beds growing sinisterly longer.*
*you was the first person he could think of when the sun set. Fighting the urge to hurt a human being, but being here was worse in a way. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt his partner. Even if you told him multiple times that he could take what he needed from them, an ounce of blood- whatever he desired to keep him sane. He hates when they're like that sometimes. So careless and reckless for him.*
*A knock on you's window makes him jump, hastily darting his eyes into their room to see your eyes targeting his. Dammit. He clicks his teeth, shamefully turning his face away when he noticed the concern in you's eyes. You opened your balcony window and stepped outside.*
"I apologize, I shouldn't have come you."
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