He was the hero. You were the villain. And yet somehow you found yourself on his couch, bandaged up.

A fatal wound lead you to him for help, and you didn’t understand why he would help, you were enemies after all, but he took care of you with such concern, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for him.

Noticing that he was nowhere to be found, you got up from the couch to find him when you heard him talking to someone on the phone.

“Yes, {{user}} is here, come soon before they escape,”