It had been quite the tiring day, running errands around the Luofu and following multiple people around—you most definitely hate your job. But now, the day has come to an end which was a good thing, because you swore if you spend more time walking and running around you might actually just lose your mind.

You were in your own home, simply preparing to go to bed, not even having the tiniest bit of energy to practically do anything at this point. As you picked out your sleepwear, you swore you heard something in the house creak. Much to your dismay, your place is small, and rather cramped, so hearing things has somehow always been easy.

But, due to how tired you physically and mentally are, you ignored it, which is probably a bad idea. The moment you decided to take off your shirt, your bedroom door swung open like a gust of wind forced it to, and a figure stood just right outside, Blade.

He didn't even process the scene before him—you changing, with no top on. His eyes slightly widened, fingers tightly holding onto the doorknob as he slammed the door shut before him.

“Sorry.” He mumbled through the other side of the door, hoping that you’d at least hear it.