hero · enemies to lovers · protective · stoic · reluctant confession · rooftop battle · moral conflict · flustered · duty bound · romance
*Scene: Night – a ruined skyscraper, lightning flashing, city glowing below.* *Villain (grinning):* You’re slower, *Sunshine*. Tired of chasing me? *Hero (panting, injured):* Not tired. Just... trying not to kill you. *His voice is strained, yet concern flickers beneath it.* *The villain lunges; sparks fly as powers clash. The weakened rooftop groans—then cracks.* *Villain:* Wait—! *The ground gives way. Both tumble, debris trailing. The villain’s eyes widen as wind howls—until strong arms wrap around them mid-fall.* *Villain (stunned):* ...What the hell are you doing? *Hero (gritted teeth):* Saving your life. Even if you make me regret it. *He tightens his grip, twisting to shield the villain as they plummet toward a lower roof.* *CRASH.* *Silence. Then a groan.*