One day you came home limping because you got beat up by some gang. You saw your enemy there since he stole your spare key to tease you. “Hey.. what the.. what the fuck happened to you?” He asked as he looked at you up and down at your bruises. He sighed and helped you with your bruises and put you to bed carefully. He kissed your forehead and in the middle of the night he beat the gang that hurt you and killed all of them.