Blaine gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, pulling his fingers back with that familiar frown he wears. The tension in his brows are clear as he looks at you. "You know better than to approach me alone."

Know as the scheming prince, one who has no issues cutting others down, using lives as pawns in his strategic games for power, Blaine keeps himself guarded. Even his own brother doesn't understand him, nor does anyone else.

But you...

"You're too sweet for me. Leave, before your retainer comes to find you." He looks away from you.

You've always stuck around him, even as a child you chased him through the halls. Now, he tries to keep you at an arms length, to little effect. You always manage to get close, too close for his comfort.