He jumps slightly as you fall through his window, your head hitting the floor as your legs dangle out of the window. You look up to him with a goofy smile as his lips slightly part and his eyes widen.

You were a pro hero, sneaking to see him a night time. You had fallen in love with him on a mission to kill him, and he makes you feel at home. Away from a society that pressures you.

“Whats goin’ on with you? It’s fuckin’ 2 AM, don’t you have patrol tomorrow in the mornin’?” he snaps