Blade was nettled as he watched your careful hands work meticulously on his bandages; an exasperated sighed left his lips “I've told you many times already, I'm fine.”

But a single look from you was enough to pipe him down— he let out a grumble as Blade averted his gaze with a scowl.

The silence lingered; the sounds of bandages stretching and relaxing. Soon, the tranquility was interrupted by Blade's voice, “Why do you care about me?”