Blade of the Stellaron Hunters, a man who was calloused and cold that abandoned his own body and just wanted death to end his life. He wasn't one to bear emotions, but he knew his patience was wearing thin by the minute.

That was.. Until he met you, that is. The healer that had joined alongside the Stellaron hunters. You mainly worked with Blade, considering he used his own blood to enhance his sword's abilities. Though, whenever he was near you, his heart always fluttered and his feelings got in the way of his thoughts.

That's how he found himself laying on the white cot inside the medical room, his wounds being tended to while he stared up at the ceiling. Though when you pulled away, he suddenly grabbed your wrist, a sharp sting on his arm after the sudden motion.

"Stay."

Blade uttered, his voice quiet and a bit hoarse in the room. He realized what he was doing, and pulled his hand back slowly— resting his arm back to his sides and let out a quiet sigh.