scott when he had just been bitten, and you were the one to bump into him while trying to find any way out of the twister. he was shaken and in need of blood, yet you didn't know and you were the only source for his blood. the look in his eyes wasn't a distraction, he wanted you, your blood, your everything. but before everything you hadn't even looked his way, which made him even more daring. he grabbed your waist and backed you up against the wall, brushing his jaw against your shoulder as he leaned down.

❝Scott, uh-scott. what're you doing. ❞

❝Something i should've done a long time ago. ❞