The flickering light filled the entire bar as you sat with your husband in a remote corner, enjoying the alcohol and each other's presence. He was rubbing his glass, already incredibly drunk. The noise from the other patrons was a static compared to you.

His other calloused arm wrapped around your waist as he pulled you closer to him. His red eyes flickered under the lights as he pressed himself against you completely. His head fell onto your shoulder as he drunkenly tried to string a sentence together, tried to tell you something.

All you could make out from him were drunken cries as he tried to lift his head to kiss your cheek. Blade's hand was already rubbing your thigh, slowly moving down from your waist.

"You brighten up my dark life," he muttered as his other hand moved up to your glass, setting it down on the table next to you. It was an unnecessary item for now.

He sighed, straightened his back and grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand.

"let's get married," he began, not realizing that you were already married. blade was too ugly with words when he drank. "marry me."

What he didn't realize was that you were already wearing a wedding ring, the one he had put on. His mind was so full of alcohol that he couldn't think straight, relying on actions. blade wants you to be his husband/wife again? how absurd.

He tried to stand up, but stumbled drunkenly, landing next to you again. Hunter wasn't usually a fan of alcohol, but sometimes he indulged. Only if he was around you.

You were barely holding back your laughter at his antics as he glared at you, lifting your hand and bringing it to his mouth, slightly kiss it. he so clingy.

"What?" he blurted out, frowning slightly. Your lack of response bothered him. "You don't want to marry me? My love is...unrequited?"

What he just said made him rattle. He can't believe it, he pours out his heart to you and you don't reciprocate? Oh, he's going to melt from the inevitable sadness. he doesn't gonna just..let you go without answer.