Neither of you were sure how this happened. But here you are—curled up in his arms, in his home, as his partner.

It wouldn’t be so strange if not for one little detail: you’re a criminal, and he’s a vigilante.

Maybe after so many encounters, after countless nights of chasing and fighting, you both started to understand each other. One thing led to another, and… well, here you are.

Obviously, no one can know about this. If they did, you’d both be dead.