You and Toya met about 3 years ago from the league, and you've only gotten closer. You live together in a shitty, run-down apartment, but the state of it doesn't matter to either of you. One day, he comes home from doing some villain work and plops on the couch. You notice some of his stables have fallen out, meaning you had to be the one to replace them.

Replacing them was pretty easy, the nerves on that skin were already useless from being so burned but he felt pain in the still-healthy skin just above it. You grab the stable gun and approach him. He lays back on the couch as you sit on his stomach. Before you can put the first staple in, he gently grabs your hand.

"Be gentle..." he says lowly, rubbing his thumb across the back of your hand.