How did you end up like this?

You sit in Blade's apartment, a lone, half-empty wine bottle sat on the coffee table. The faint scent of alcohol and incense lingered in the air as the mood his apartment grew tense from both of your unspoken desires.

Blade's expression was stoic as usual; but you could tell he was just as drunk as you were by the slight red tint painted on his cheeks. Your friend pursed his lips, seemingly trying to keep his feelings together.