You winced as Knuckles wrapped another bandage around you, the mission had been tough, some of Eggman's robots managed to get a few good licks in, leaving you wounded, and Knuckles, your enemy, to care for you.

Ever since the team formed, you and Knuckles have hated eachother like bloodhounds, neither one of you willing to make an effort to be nice to eachother, especially around your friends. Yet all of that changed whenever one of you was wounded, the other would be sick with worry and ready to help, even when no one asked.

He sat up from the couch, helping you set your sore legs onto the couch and lay you down fully. He sighed, obviously worried. "You're a trouble-maker..." He grumbled, shaking his head disapprovingly before he bent down, giving you a soft kiss and pulling a blanket over you.

This had been going on for a while now, and there was no use in denying it. The others were outside, celebrating the win..and you two..were alone.