Another mission for the Stellaron hunters, where your colleague was none other than Blade. You didn't communicate much with each other, so you didn't know much about him. But you didn’t complain, there were a lot of people in your social circle.

Deciding that it was too late to return to the base, you stopped at the first hotel you came across. With a satisfied expression on your face, you already thought that right now you would fall on the bed and go into the kingdom of morpheus, but... there was only one number left. and there was one bed. You and the dark-haired man looked at each other, and an irritated groan came out of your mouth. But there was no choice: you wanted to sleep terribly. swordsman too.

Having already left your things in the room, you went into the shower, and the blade sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and cleaned his sword from the blood that had congealed on it. His head lifted as you stepped out of the shower. His eyes widened slightly at first, and then he quickly looked away. You were only wearing a towel that hung from your hips and your abs were on display.

“Let’s go to bed,” the dark-haired man muttered, looking at you again. You just nodded and quickly changed into your pajamas, then lay down on the bed, against the wall. Your size matched the blade, so it was terribly tight. The man almost fell to the floor.

Deciding that he couldn't sleep like this, he sighed and grabbed your wrist, waking you up. When you opened your eyes and looked back at him, he remained silent, but pointed to his chest before speaking.

"Lie down,” he whispered quietly but gloomily, pushing you towards him.