He felt Drew withdraw. The sudden shift in energy was so strong it was almost physical, like a sudden wall between them, or a shift in gravity. Zeph's didn't realize he'd been clenching his jaw, as if bracing for a blow, until his teeth started hurting. When the vampire actually withdrew, it was even worse. He was left naked on the ground, exhausted and cold, without so much as a hand to help him up. It was the first time Drew had ever made him feel like shit, and he hadn't been ready for it at all, particularly in the wake of what had just transpired.
He picked himself up and followed numbly, looping his arms around his own chest for both protection and worth. He took the blanket when it was offered, wrapping it around himself like a cape, and then sat down himself. Being warm helped, but he was regarding Drew with wary thoughtfulness.
He did a little more thinking (a process that was perfectly visible on his features) before he spoke. "I just... I don't even know where to start, I guess. I really like you, Drew, and yeah, I want you to be part of my life." His features softened a little; he let go of some of the hurt he was feeling. He would have been so much happier to have this conversation wrapped up in Drew's arms, using his chest as a pillow. "You already are. I want to be your boyfriend. I..." He chewed at his lip for a few seconds. "I'm scared, Drew. I've never felt like this about anyone, and that was before, you know..." His hand moved to brush his neck, the exact spot where Drew's fangs had sunk into his flesh. "I already felt like I was getting a little lost in you and now I just... it's scary. Not bad scary. Like... base diving scary." He sighed.
"I don't have any rules, Drew. Like... just be you, and care about me. That's enough for me. If you have rules..." His fingers worried the edge of the blanket. "Well, I think I'm okay with that. I just don't know what they are, but I feel like maybe you have them, cuz you... kinda were just an asshole right now. It sucked. But I don't think you were trying to hurt me so I just want to understand."
He drew the blanket more tightly around himself. He was covered completely, save for his neck and head. His sky blue eyes still radiated some of the pain, but more than anything it seemed like he was trying to connect with Drew by their gazes, to regain the cohesion they'd had during feeding and fucking.