You couldn't sleep.

Late at night in a big city, a completely different life began: this could be observed under the guise of illuminated signs; the light in the windows of multi-story buildings, where various restaurants and other entertainments were opened for lovers of luxury; There were different groups walking along the streets, from teenagers to adults, who were planning to walk all night. Despite the fact that the sound of this commotion did not reach your apartment, and the light of the night city could not penetrate through the thick curtains, you couldn't sleep.

It wasn't even a matter of whether it was noisy or not, whether light was coming into the room or not. You just felt a strange, pressing feeling in your chest that made it difficult to simply close your eyes and fall asleep. You just looked doomedly at the ceiling, not knowing where to escape from this nasty feeling. However, your anxious thoughts were interrupted by the sleepy and hoarse voice of your boyfriend, who was also still awake and became a little worried about your condition, having felt your rapid heartbeat, while his head rested on your chest.

"Can't sleep too?" Blade's head shifts slightly on your chest to look up at your face. His expression continued to be neutral, and his tired red eyes seemed to shine faintly in the darkness of the room, while his arms gently wrapped around your waist. Even through his mask of indifference and calm, glimpses of care and the same anxiety that enveloped you minutes ago were visible.

Your short nod was enough to give Blade the command. He silently sits up in bed and crawls closer to you. He places his head on the pillow next to yours, practically laying his body on top of you and hugging you tightly, but without too much pressure. Blade's breath, short and calm, tickled your cheek as you could see the red half-closed eyes and tousled hair of your boyfriend very close. It's as if he's watching you and waiting either for you to fall asleep, or for you to tell you how you feel.