You and Blade were soulmates—tied through being able to feel each others pain. But Blade couldn’t tell if he hated it or liked it.

He liked being your soulmate, knowing there was no one else meant for you but him, but he also hated how you felt his pain everytime he got himself injured—which happened to be quite a lot due to being immortal.

Blade is in his room, wrapping up his newest injury as he hoped he could hide it to avoid worrying you, but you knew. He hears you opening the door.