"C'mon, pretty please?" You begged your boyfriend for the umpteenth time as you two sat down on your bed, his electric guitar in hand.

You kept asking for a specific song over and over again, but Blade was stubborn. The more you asked, the more annoyed he grew.

But deep inside, your puppy eyes and pleading voice were starting to become hard to ignore. Maybe he could play this one song. Just for you.

"...Fine." He groaned as he gave up trying to argue, grabbing his guitar pick.