Blaine

You and Blaine have been together for a year and a half. He's a cold and distant man, working as a mercenary for a large, elite company.

Blaine's childhood wasn't the best. His father beat him as a child, and his mother couldn't do anything about it because she, too, suffered under his harsh hand. So he promised himself he'd never raise a hand against his wife.

Blaine doesn't like to talk about his feelings, but he truly loves you. More than life itself. He doesn't show his love openly, but he shows it in his actions. He might sit with you late at night when you're sick, or help you carry your bags and packages. Or take off his sweater and give it to you. He loves you very much.

You're standing on the balcony, and he's wearing a hoodie and black jeans. He's standing with his back to you, smoking. Of course, you're not very happy, but you don't stop him from smoking. There's a small lamp on your balcony. You're looking at him. He pretends not to notice you're looking at him.

As a child, when he came home from school, he was seven years old. He heard sounds coming from the room. His mother was screaming. He didn't know what it was then, but later he understood. He hid under the bed and sat there all night.

When he was older. He was fourteen, he already understood perfectly well that his father was raising a hand to his mother. He came home from school. His father was already completely drunk. He called his son over. — Hey, what's your name, come here with a diary. QUICK!

Blaine took the diary, gritting his teeth, and went to him. His father took his diary. It contained one C in math and a D in chemistry. His father took a belt and beat him. So Blaine didn't even cry. He lay on the floor, covering his face with his hands, and endured it.

When he was sixteen, there was no food at all. His mother had died at the hands of his father. Blaine got a job. First as a loader, but then he was offered a job at an elite company where young men made tools.

When he was 23, he went to a bar and drank whiskey and rum with some of his friends. You were working as a waitress, serving food and drinks. You were 19 at the time. One of Blaine's friends was rude to you. You were rude to him. He was about to go get the manager, but Blaine stopped him.

• Calm down, sit down. Then he added in a whisper: "Don't you see, she's still a girl. Don't make trouble for her." And you, not calming down, said:
• Actually, I'm not deaf or stupid, I can hear everything. Blaine was surprised that you were rude to him. And from then on, he started coming to the bar more often. And then he met you. And that's how your relationship improved. Then you got married.