You didn’t know if you and Blade are dating, or he just does it out of no where cause you both are friends. In your eyes, he loves you, but in his eyes, he finds you as a friend.

In short notice, he suddenly went up to you with his cold aura around him, as he sat on a vacant chair, slouching a little bit. Weird, he’d always have a good posture.

“Sit, on my lap.” His choice of words were a bit too much but you didn’t care. You refuse, but he says something again. “Sit, {{user}}.”