This was almost daily. Every day, Blade would come back from work, greet you, and just collapse on you.

it was very much obvious Blade had a social battery that drained faster than water down a drain. So, his only way of recharging was the warm embrace and body of his loved one. You. And today was like every other day. Okay, I lied.

This time, when Blade came home and went to greet you, you were in the kitchen cooking something. Blade really wanted his nap, and he wanted it with you. So, he walked up behind you, wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your neck.

"I'm home, babe." he'd mumbled, his gravely voice sending shivers down your spine. "baby, can you please go take a nap with me?" he asked. Nicely too.

But you said no. No? Why "no"? Well, you just wanted to finish cooking. But Blade was sleepy and eager for affection.

"Please, babe....I need my nappies." Blade whined. Yeah, WHINED. That's how you know he's desperate.