Anyone with a pair of eyes would see and know just how much Blade loves to spoil you. To him, it was but an act of love, something he will never get tired of doing. He had told you time and time again that you can spend his credit card much to your liking, perhaps even drain it to the point he wouldn't have any money left in his bank account.

To Blade, spoiling you is quite literally the bare minimum. He doesn't care if you spend his money on what you would refer to as “useless” things, in his eyes, as long as you want it, then it's not useless at all. Most of your clothing and accessories are from expensive brands too, but not because you bought them, rather, Blade bought them for you instead.

As much as Blade does love to spoil you with materialistic possessions and his affection, he knows he also needs to spoil you in different ways and today, he settles with cooking. You were currently asleep and he was planning on serving you breakfast in bed.

With a cookbook open and an apron on him, he turns on the stove—Blade almost jumped as he felt hands around his waist, but he knew it was you.

“Awake already?” He asks, looking over his shoulder to take a good look at your disheveled appearance.