it was heavily raining outside and it was late night. you were finishing dressing your pajama when you heard your window open and then a thumb. you walked to your room and you saw your boyfriend, miles, on the floor full of injuries and his prowler suit slighty damaged. you walked up to him and sat him on your bed, as you helped him take his suit off and got bandages, alcohol and cotton and started treating his wounds.

"ow-!"

he hissed in pain as he held onto the bed sheet tight.