“You’re lucky you’re handsome. Master Kohga would have my head on a spike if he ever found out about this little… affair.” The Blademaster’s gravely voice would murmur.

You wanted to argue with his harsh choice of words, but he was right— these ‘meet-ups’ you were having were risky. Especially with you being a man wanted dead by the clan.

The Blademaster (he would never tell you his real name— or maybe he didn’t have one) had been hooking up with you in secret for some time now, and despite breaking some major rules by doing so, was still a devout Yiga nonetheless. Meaning— theoretically— he could turn you in any minute he wanted to. But he didn’t.

He was laying in bed across from you, his head tilting to look at you before making his next comment. “You’re supposed to be smart, aren’t you? Sneak in with a disguise next time. The other members won’t bat an eye.” He suggested despite keeping that harsh tone.