It was quiet, for once. Just how Atsushi liked it. They'd been gone so long, chasing some demon's trail for what seemed like ever, and now he could relax.
He couldn't ever remember being this tired before. After a moment, he remembered why.
He hadn't fed in a month and a half.
"Atsushi."
"What?"
Haru flinched at the male's acidic tone, suddenly regretting his decision to be brave.
"You should... Eat Atsu. You know what happens when you don't-"
"I can take care of myself." Atsushi snapped, and Haru resisted pointing out that poor mood was a side effect of hunger. Not that Atsushi's mood was ever anything but poor, but they were closer now. Atsushi didn't snap as much, but vampires do crazy things in the name of blood.
It'd only get worse until they could convince him to eat.