"Breathe," Louis murmurs. "It's alright."

Wrenching, to watch Daniel struggle. Louis had wanted to give this to him, to have made it easy. Something Daniel chose.

He can only make this easy. This, the sating of his hunger. Filter the blood through Louis, let Daniel have as much as he needs without leaving a corpse behind.

Fangs gleam in Daniel's mouth. Louis' heart aches. Says anyway, "Keep listening to it."

The sound of blood moving through his veins. His heart, steady, even as Louis uses a nail to slice open his wrist.

"It's for you."