"Did you ever truly love me?" Villain asked in a chocked, broken voice as tears blurred his vision.
Villain saw raw sadness and guilt flicker into hero's beautiful features, twisting them up so her expressions were fully transparent. In that moment, villain felt fleeting hope that the two of us could love again, that we could be the lovers that she always wanted them to be.
But hero's face turned into a blank slate as soon as villain's hopes got up, turning devoid of the love that she once showed villain.
"No, villain" she whispered, turning her back to hero. "I never did. "
Because I just had surgery and I can.
Villain hasnt been seen for a week. Thinking they are planning something big, the hero tracks them down only to find them recovering from a surgery they had to get as a result of an injury the hero inflicted on them.
Hero/Villain is in hospital recovering from surgery when they receive a "get well soon" card and a gift from the villain/hero.
Hero goes under for surgery. Unbeknownst to either of them, the villain ends up being the surgeon and only realizes when they see all of heros scars while prepping for the surgery.
Hero just had surgery for something and instead of resting is pushing themselves to get back go wor. Villain finds out and flips, ordering them back to bed where they take care of them.
*Forgot to post this from back right after my surgery but*
“I need you to go on a date with me. I told them I have one.”
The hero blinked. “Why not ask one of your henchpeople?”
“They’re like, below me and it’d be an abuse of power.”
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“Why’d you do it?”
Hero was frightened at first, thinking the worse- that Villain was mad at her. And maybe he was, but not in the anger which Hero assumed. An anger which involved malice, hatred, and revenge.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it. I should have let him finish instead of-”
“Let him finish?” Villain squinted over at Hero, who wouldn’t face him no matter how gentle his tone was. Hero seemed- “Are you afraid of me?”
In response, the chains attached to Hero’s wrists clashed and jangled. She said nothing. Swallowed. Stared at the floor. Pondered whether this silence was a better or worse response than…than anything else. Maybe silence would upset Villain further.
Why exactly would he be mad with her? Well, it could have been for several reasons.
The first, Hero eliminated: Villain cared for her.
The second, infinitely more likely: Hero messed up, didn’t allow him to pass out- to avoid the pain which Supervillain caused.
The third, perhaps close to the first: Villain was annoyed by her self-sacrifice, only for it not to work. The stupidity of the act, the thoughtlessness.
“Hero.” Villain’s voice was more demanding this time- a mistake on his behalf. “You are afraid, aren’t you?” Even after that…scene. Villain felt bad, he did- though perhaps he shouldn’t have. He was truly a villain. Caring about whether or not some philanthropist was afraid of him might as well have been considered a crime against his own moral codes. And yet… “We’re- uh- we’re in this together, alright?”
Was such a simple statement easy to say? Not at all.
But was it necessary? Absolutely.
Truthfully, Villain wasn’t sure he would have survived had Hero not stepped in. Yes, he was upset- because he did believe Hero deserved better than to go through…through that. That, which Villain didn’t like to think of, even if it was over for the time-being. The torture.
In any way, Villain appreciated Hero for the help, but…but, it made him angry. Not at her. He couldn’t be angry with Hero, not for something that was so natural to her, and not when it saved him from more torment than he could handle. He was angry with Supervillain, for breaking someone not worth breaking.
It wasn’t that Hero wasn’t a worthy opponent. It was that she didn’t- again- deserve to be an opponent at all. She was kind, self-sacrificing, giving, thoughtful- in a caring way, not so much in a strategic one. Opponents were created with negative connotations, with spite and hate. Hero didn’t deserve that.
“What did you mean earlier,” Villain asked, “about letting Supervillain finish? Finish what?”
“Finish learning,” Hero said, voice almost quiet enough to miss. “It’s easier to let him finish the process, to- for you to sleep, so that it doesn’t- um- doesn’t hurt anymore. But I stopped him too soon and now-”
Is she sniffling? Villain couldn’t see her face anymore. She’d dropped it, letting her hair fall over her eyes and cheeks.
“-he’ll have to do it again. He’ll finish next time, have to do it all over again. I’m sorry.”
Don’t apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong, Villain wanted to say, but by judging the rest of this situation, saying anything would make it worse. Hero would view every word as a lie, or read it as aggravation, and fall further into brokenness. Not to mention, if Villain told Hero not to apologize, then she’d likely apologize again, feel bad for it, and then it’d become a cycle which neither party knew how to deal with.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, Hero. It’s okay.”
‘It’s okay.’ Well, wasn’t that the biggest lie of all? None of this was okay, but it was all Villain knew to say. All he could do in order to give Hero hope.
That’s what she deserves.
Hope.
So, maybe it was a good thing, to say they were okay, that they would make it out. Because it was the only thing the two had left.
The cell was damp, cold. Not even a barred window was spared. Hero sighed – Supervillain sure took their precautions.
“What I would give for a knight in shining armour,” they chuckled, mostly to themselves.
“You called?” A figure rounded the corner.
They gasped. “Villain...?”
“The one and only. And to answer that question,” they held out a hand, “perhaps your heart?”
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“Oi, Hero.”
Oh no. Please no. Not now, not now…
“Hero, what are you doing?”
Hero ignored them, curling up into a ball and covering their head with their hands. They closed their eyes, tears sliding down their cheeks.
“Stop ignoring me.” Hero ignored them.
“Hero, you’re so annoying, I swear to-” Villain started, walking around and crouching in front of Hero. Villain’s voice broke off, clearly seeing the expression on their face. Hero’s hands shook as they sobbed uncontrollably, not even caring that their nemesis was standing in front of them. They knew how they must have looked- completely devastated, eyes red and puffy and hands trembling. Hero looked up. Villain had an unreadable expression on their face. Hero sighed, shaking their head in annoyance.
“Well, just do it, then.” they spit. “I’d rather get this over with.” Hero sighed, placing their hands on the ground next to them and closing their eyes, preparing for the final blow. Villain nodded, crouching down in front of them. Hero felt dread rising in their stomach, but they tried to ignore it, instead waiting patiently. After a minute, they opened their eyes, looking at Villain in confusion. Why were they hesitating?
“Hey, come on-”
Arms suddenly wrapped around them. Hero blinked in confusion, trying to push away. Villain grabbed onto them, holding them tight. Hero felt what little emotional control they had left completely break, and they started crying again. They clutched Villain’s shirt desperately, leaning into their shoulder. Villain’s hand coursed through their hair, and they whispered reassuringly.
“Better?” Villain asked, some time later.
“Better.” Hero replied.
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