He wasn't sure when it all started. The quick touches that would make his heart race, the same heart he thought had lost all feeling years ago; waking up in the middle of the night with nothing but Flug on his mind. That innocent little scientist, plaguing Blackhat's every thought. It was sweet, and Blackhat hated it.
[cover art not by me, I don't take credit for it and if you can tell me who the artist is I will happily credit them in the description]