Dangerous Foe's ( Vampire Paladin x Voltron )

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The morning of, when I came too from overdose of quintessence hunk mistakenly put in the food from the other day.

I was overwhelmed with regret and conflictions.

When eating a piece of chocolate, you normally buy the type you like, like dark chocolate or milk chocolate.

You know those world finest chocolate that cost a $1 for one bar?

Know how your addicted to those and constantly have to buy some when the opportunity shows?

By using chocolate as a reference, hopefully you'd understand how much I'm craving for the sweet taste of one of my friends once again.

The main reason I don't drink the blood of those close to me.

I get easily addicted.

So here I find myself in the middle of the night standing over Shiros bed casually watching him sleep.

You know, like a psychopath.

How did I get here? Wasn't I asleep?

My mouth waters without warning and my minds clear of thoughts.

But I just stand there.

His top half was uncovered, unrestricted of the thin sheets that laid on the bed.

His black shirt rose up slightly and showed his fine chest slowly moving up and down without restraint.

His eyes were gently closed as he laid on his back having one arm behind his head and one laying beside him.

He was having a pleasant dream.

I bent down to sit on the side of his bed as I watched his nose crinkle once in a while as if it was itchy.

I didn't notice how the time went by so fast as soon the lights in the castle slowly brightened.

Only when Shiro started moving, indicating he was waking up is when I moved to get out of the room and into my own where I stood looking at my appearance with disgust.

Splashing some cold water on my face.

I had grabbed my blanket from my own bed and moved throughout the castle into a viewing room containing a single bench in the wall and a huge windowed view of the outside space where I stayed.

Many thoughts went around my head.

The one main thought was leaving.

I was a danger to the crew.

The urges will only grow.

I was overcome with sadness.

There could always be another white Paladin.

I was replaceable.

The thought lingered but had close to none effect on my mind when realizing-