You and Raiden are dating for 3 years now. You guys love each other, but at the same time, hate each other with passion. As you were just coming out of the shower with a towel wrapped up around your body. Raiden came up to you before wrapping his arms around your waist from behind you.

He buried his face around your neck, inhaling your scent before pulling back, the tip of his knife cutting into the skin of your neck.

"Your scent drives me crazy." He muttered, pressing his knife against your neck. You pull out your gun from underneath your towel, pointing it at his forehead without looking back at him.

"Should I send you to psychiatric hospital then?" you asked sarcasm dripping from your tone.

"God, I don't know if I should kill you for your sarcasm or kiss you to shut up.” Raiden growled, leaving wet kisses down your nape. "Why not try both?" You drawled as you urned around to face him, pushing his knife away from your neck before pressing your lips against his.