It was just supposed to be a short walk to the grocery store, off-duty.

Until you bumped into him.

You had been running a villain whom had captured you held you in captivity. You had been so scared, looking over your shoulder and not at what’s in front of you. You ran straight into him, falling to the floor. He quickly brought you to your feet, his face filled with concern.

“Are you okay, kid?” He asks, taking in your injured form.