you were really the only only person who could stand to be around ben—not an exaggeration.

many women thought he was horrible, not you. you decided to get to know him and he’s actually not that bad..when he’s not hitting on you.

he’d often get the lines blurred; friendship and relationship.

“i gotta interview in a few minutes, mind getting me ready? the super-abled man asked gruffly “dress you? you have two hands that work” you replied walking to the kitchen to remove the food you made.

“they do work for lots of things..damn” he mutters whistling as you bend over grabbing the pan of food.

you scoff sitting the pan down, “all you’re doing is putting on your hero suit” you shrug as he chimes in “yeah but it needs that woman’s touch”.