@save-the-villainous-cat I miss you, Princess.<3
Missing You
Everything played out like a regular day, cars drove past, people walked by, dogs barked and birds chirped. To anyone else this day was the same-old, same-old. Except, to Villain it wasn’t that at all.
Today was the first time Villain had seen Hero in months. Opening their door at the bright and early hour of six am, just to find their missing nemesis standing with a bouquet of flowers on their front steps.
Oddly enough, the first thing that Villain did was slam the door on their face. It was early, they must’ve been seeing things. Hero hadn’t been seen for almost a whole year, and here they were? Standing completely unannounced with flowers?
It didn’t make any sense.
But when the familiar three raps at the door rang out once more, Villain was starting to believe that what they were seeing wasn’t just a mind game. They opened the door once more, their lifelong enemy swaying slightly side to side as they awaited Villains second—and hopefully kinder—response.
Hero was in luck. After a solid three more seconds of shocked disbelief from Villain, they rushed forwards and wrapped the hero in a hug. The unsuspected pressure causing Hero to stumble back and almost lose balance on their shaky legs, but Villain caught them against the entrance wall at the very last second. Holding them both steady as Villain poured every last emotion they had left into Hero’s shoulder.
“Well, I didn’t think you’d miss me that much.” Hero joked, but it rang flat. Villain clutched, knuckles white and hands shaking, at Hero’s torn suit. It had dried blood and countless lashes across it. It hung loose on Hero’s frame, if it could even be considered clothing at this point.
It was definitely not suitable for the increasingly colder weather and most definitely not suitable for a well-renown hero to be sporting.
Villain finally pulled back but they didn’t let go. They didn’t think they could. It all seemed like a dream and the last thing Villain wanted to do was let them go.
Not again. They couldn’t handle the hero leaving again.
“Where the hell have you been.” Villain shouted, any decency towards their neighbours was completely forgotten. They were still crying and between their steadying breaths they let their eyes scan over their nemesis.
Hero huffed, they were probably going for a laugh, but they strained too hard and it caused them obvious pain. “Remember when I told you I was onto something big? All those months ago?”
The villain didn’t have the capacity to go filing through all their past encounters with Hero, especially not the ones where Hero had said they were “onto something big”. Considering that it seemed to be every other week that the hero would make a big breakthrough in some new top secret case.
However, Villain nodded anyways, they just wanted the story, they didn’t need details. Hero had enough cuts and scars on their body to write a trilogy of details if they needed to. Right now, the villain was too high strung to deal with that.
“Well, turns out this time, I was actually onto something big. “Something big” being that my boss and your boss have been conspiring together for years.”
“Let me guess.” Villain didn’t even need to hear what happened next, the sinking pit in their stomach and the bile in their throat proved they already knew. “Superhero gifted you over to Supervillain for a fun little vacation.”
“Pfft, obviously Superhero came to visit and bring me refills on my piña coladas too. They team worked pampering me and assuring I had the most comfortable stay.” The strained wink and smile at the end of their sentence shattered the villains heart even more.
Hero had been at the mercy of the two most powerful beings on earth for months and Villain had no idea. Making up constant excuses to fill the void of their missing hero instead of going out to search for them.
It felt cowardly. It felt stupid. Villain felt useless.
“Hey.” Hero’s voice pulled Villain from the depth of their thoughts. “It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m okay now! We’re both okay now!”
The hero smiled and it tugged one across Villains lips as well, they couldn’t help it. Hero always managed to cheer them up, even if just a little.
“I didn’t even know… I thought… Maybe you just, didn’t want… Maybe I was too—”
“Villain.”
The one in question lifted their eyes meekly to meet Hero’s soft gaze. Hero looked tired, they looked exhausted, but they also looked peaceful, happy. Even after everything they had just been through.
“I know we ended on… strange terms last time we talked. I just, I wasn’t ready. I was worried. I was worried that something was going to happen to one of us and that it would never work out because of our jobs.”
Hero held out the flowers, they were Villains favourites, a beautiful soft blue and white bouquet with a gorgeous lavender stem wrapped in forget-me-nots. Both of their favourites strung together to create a lovely display.
“But when I was… gone… I realized that it was foolish of me to flee after you poured your heart out to me. And that no matter how bad the torture got, I only ever wanted you by my side. You kept me going.”
The hero leaned back a little further against the wall as they took in a deep breath that caused them to wince and whine slightly, but they pressed on. Using one hand to cup the villain’s gently and the other to press the flowers to Villains chest.
“I love you too, Villain.”
In that moment, the villain’s whole world collapsed. They embraced the hero without any further thought, releasing their crushing pressure when the hero let out a guttural noise from the feeling against their open wounds.
Both of them were crying, not from pain anymore, but from being reunited after so long and finally being together.
Villain didn’t waste anymore time in dragging the hero inside to scold them lightly and care for their wounds. Something they had done many times before, but this time it had never been so intimate. They could fight off Superhero and Supervillain after Hero got better.
For now, Hero was confined to sleeping on Villains chest and in their bed for the next century—or at least for as long as Villain could keep them off their feet.
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