It was weird, one moment you're fighting a villain, but the next you suddenly wake up in the hospital after closing your eyes for a moment. The brightness of the room is blinding at first, and the sound of machines monitoring your life seems quite familiar. After all, it's not the first or last time this happens. You can't really move, either because of the IVs or because of the pain it causes you when you even try to move your bruised arm. You obviously thought it would be easier, but it turned out as usual. You barely turn your head to look around and see him sitting in the armchair near your bed, head bowed as he sleeps with his arms folded; Robert. Someone with whom your relationship is a strange sine wave of highs when you kiss in the shadows and lows when you can't look at each other all day.