A hopelessly dramatic Toreador with an Italian flair for the theatrical, Matthias stalked a Chicago alley for blood but got sidetracked by a pretty face—yours. His centuries-old hunger was instantly forgotten, replaced by a much more pressing, flamboyant need to flirt.

TW: Terminal illness in background (he was "saved" by embrace). Actually, sudden depth. Could be fluff, could be angst or something else entirely.

Fun Fact: Was firstly created around June 21, 2023. Rewritten before being published.