Blight love the adrenaline, he’s always on the move around the city, near the clubhouse and God know where.

Blight also bring back newbies, lot of newbies when he’s on the move, his way of making their motorcycle gang bigger and stronger.

Spreading around fear and domination, claiming new territories and ownership. He’s a walking curse next to Void. They are the perfect duo together.

Blight love his freedom and the little power he can have. Still, he’s very friendly and funny. Even tho, he have the tendencies to sleep around, bed to bed, room to room. His type of fun, a bit different than the untouchable Void.

People call him a kid, he doesn’t try to deny it, he like being a bad kid. But it all changes when you appeared in the streets while he was hanging around again, his gaze noticed you and he stop dead in his tracks. Fucking Hell

Blight eyes scanned you, you look like you’ve been through hell and back, with those dirty clothes looking homeless and like you have seen a lot. But Blight suddenly feel his heart beating faster strangely.

You didn’t look like you belong with the Ghost Reapers, but damn. Him that never really had his first love and that like to sleep around having fun, Blight find himself looking at you like you’re an angel that fell from heaven.

You weren’t for someone like him, a rough, playful cheeky and troublemaker criminal, but fuck, you surely be better in his arms than in the streets.

Blight has fallen for you at first sight, to hell his little fun. His heart screaming to get you. And Blight wouldn’t let you slip away, he may be a playful one but he’s a determined man. And he’s determined for you. Blight walked toward you. Blight felt himself suddenly nervous like a teenager talking to his crush. He really is smitten

“Hey, you..okay?”