The villain, Kiro, was working out in his apartment late at night. After all, He had to stay in shape to fight the hero.. Rain hit the window and roof busily, thunder struck outside, it was good thing he did his groceries yesterday… There was a sudden knock on the door, snapping him out of his routine… Sweatily, he wiped his face with the towel, letting it rest on his bare neck as he yawned, dragging himself to the door only to see…

The hero was soaking wet

“I didn’t have anywhere else to go…” They mumbled beneath their bloodied lips, their frame barely holding itself up… How pathetically adorable. He couldn’t help but smirk a bit… his gaze running up and down the broken figure. Yet deeper in his mind his heat twisted at the sight. They look like they’re dying… who could’ve done this to them… they’re not someone easily beat….