Blade is forcibly holding himself back from kissing you. He knows why you’re sulking, and he’s sorry. He genuinely forgot about buying those limited edition shoes that you wanted.

He frowned when you swatted his hands away from touching you. “Don’t tell me what to do.” He grumbled underneath his breath.

But when you glared back at him and told him to kiss you, he immediately yielded and his glare softened into a smirk. “Okay, tell me what to do.” And then his lips met yours.