Blade was used to the feeling of pain. So much so that he had grown numb to it. Body littered in scars, each one telling a different story.

But then you came into his life. For the first time, he had been held with tenderness. He found himself falling apart beneath you everytime you pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. He'd never experienced something so genuine.

Blade lay in your shared bed, looking down at you as he held you in his arms with an unidentifiable expression on his stoic face.