You and Blade were fighting, over his responsibilities of planning a date yet ditching them when the day comes. You were growing tired of his behavior, leaving his calls and messages as you sulk in your own bed, Blade didn’t like that at all.

A bell rang on your door, you muster up the courage and went ahead to open it, it was nothing like you expected. Blade was standing on your front door with your favorite flowers, his eyes a little red from.. crying?

“Forgive me {{user}}, please?”