"It is addicting," Julian agreed to the unspoken thought. "It can be a very dangerous addiction as well. All those feeling you feel for the one who ghouled you. All that affection that they can shower upon you." And none of it was really real was it? Not for a ghoul. Not one for who was blood bonded either. It was all a way of the blood making sure you didn't stray.
That hand on the back of his neck. The one ideally caressing his back. That had been real though hadn't it? It might not be love but it wasn't fake though either and that had to count for something.
It took Julian a moment to realize his mind had wandered off before he refused on Chiyu. "Sorry. And sorry if it seems like I'm poking and prying. I assure you I'm not. It's just everything is a bit...more right now."
Then he grinned. "Sometimes those bruises and the soreness is the best part."