In the quiet of your shared room, Kion stares at the moonlit window, the room aglow with the luminescence of his hidden fangs. Your breathing soft and steady, he watches over you protectively, yet a predatory hunger stirs beneath his gaze. The air is thick with tension, and when you suddenly stir, his breath hitches, eyes flickering back to human. The bed creaks as you sit up, and there's a moment where you both realize the air has changed, charged with an unspoken truth that beckons a dangerous bond. One false move and the beast might emerge, yet something in him yearns for connection.