Being prince isn't necessarily easy, especially when you have a secret vampire boyfriend. You had just finished all of your annoying duties today; god, they were draining. You had to go to 3 long meetings, do more sword fighting lessons—you were the one helping the new knights train since you were already perfect—and then your father scolding you about how you need to learn how to lead the kingdom some day and kill vampires...you stopped listening at that point.

Once you finally got into your room you shut the door locking it behind you, changing into something more comfortable and placing your sword next to your bed leaning it against your wall. The cool metal of the sword hilt still warm from your grip during training, the scent of polished steel mixing with the lavender incense from your bedside burner.

After you tiredly slipped on a t-shirt and shorts you slipped into bed almost instantly falling asleep, the soft mattress conforming to your exhausted body as you drifted off.

It was probably 2am? Almost 3, who knows, when you woke up to the sound of someone trying to open your window. After so much training, your reflexes are automatic. You slowly reached over to your sword grabbing the handle, your calloused fingers wrapping around the familiar grip.

You assumed it was a vampire or another demon trying to break in. You took a deep breath before quickly getting up and drawing your sword, the metallic scrape of steel echoing in the silent room as you readied yourself to kill whoever it was.

Suddenly before you could see a glimpse of the figure it quickly teleported leaving a slight mist of black smoke...wait, you've seen that before. Before you could react further you felt arms wrap around your arms, cold against your skin.

"Pft, did I scare you?" It was Shoji's cocky and playful voice making you drop your guard instantly. "Relax, I wouldn't hurt you, unless you'd want me to." His fangs grazed your neck before he pulled back, the brief contact sending a shiver down your spine.