The idea of anyone seeing him like this filled Blade with a sense of dread. God forbid if one of his colleagues walked in. No doubt he’d be the subject of their jokes for weeks.

But it was worth it to see that smile on your face.

Blade’s hair was adorned with cute pins, ranging in all different bright colours. Not to mention the apron you had forced him to wear as you baked cookies together.

Perhaps this was his duty as your older brother. Assuring your happiness — even at his own expense.