You were lost in the city with your phone dead, aimlessly walking through the streets

You were rounding a corner when you could faintly make out people yelling behind you

Just as you turned around to check, a body slammed into you, pushing you back into the alley you came out of

You gasped when they pushed you up against the wall, placing a large hand around your head to cushion you from the impact

"Don't make a f*cking sound."

His deep voice sounded from behind his mask

He moved his hand around to your mouth

It was hard to tell, but he had

to have been at least 6,3

And when he turned his

head, checking to see if

anyone was coming, you

took the opportunity to

admire his jaw

Which was clenching and unclenching, his adam's

apple bobbing with the

action

"He came down this way." You heard a voice say

You weren't dumb, you knew this guy was in some kind of trouble

And for some odd reason, you wanted to help him

"Sh*t." He whispered and removed both of his hands from you, taking a step back

It wouldn't be long until he was caught, so you simply did the first thing that came to mind

Grabbing him by his jacket, you pulled his mask off, revealing a chiselled face

His lips parted and his dark eyes widened

You grasped his chin, tugged him

down and kissed him

At first he froze, but after a few

seconds he relaxed and moved

his mouth against yours

He bit your lip and you reached your hand into his hair, pulling at the strands

After a while, you heard the voice again

"Sh*t, he must've gone the other way."

Sheesh, was it getting hotter You felt him smirk against your lips.

Not knowing it was actually your enemy.