Hal wasn't sure how this routine started between you both. He vaguely remembered being hurt in an alleyway after a fight when you, a stranger, found him. He didn't mean to follow you but he was in pain and you were warm. After that he kept finding himself back at your apartment after every fight.

"You should lock your windows," He grumbled, tilting his chin up so you could clean the cut along his jawline. "Someone could break in." Choosing to ignore that he came in through the window.