#plot fucking twist

Are you taking requests? If yes, could you write a story where the hero shows up at the villain's doorstep, bloodied, wounded and dazed. As the villain opens the door, they sway slightly and fall into the villain's arms, mumbling, ".... Idk where else to go...".

It was the second knock that made Villain answer. They’d heard the first one, but it was so weak- just a single, faint thump- and they’d assumed they misheard. Then it sounded again, two more thumps with a long break between them. Whoever was at the door was putting too much effort into the knocks, and it set Villain on edge.

They opened the door.

Hero toppled into the doorway, still in their bloodied costume. “I didn’t know where else to go,” they mumbled.

Villain caught them easily, though they weren’t by any means light. “What happened to you? And why the hell would you come to me?”

Hero was already out, costume hanging off them in tatters. Villain studied their bare face for a minute, processing exactly what- who- they were seeing.

It was Hero. Hero, finally theirs. And coming to them willingly, too.

Villain spent a few more moments drinking in Hero’s face, then pulled them the rest of the way into the house.

“You’re not as athletic when you’re unconscious,” Villain muttered. Hero was here. Hero came to them. Hero was trusting them with their identity- they didn’t even realize they had that kind of relationship.

Whatever “that kind of relationship” was.

When Hero woke up, they were in Villain’s bed, cleaned up and in new clothes.

“I should probably explain myself,” they said first, studying the blanket.

“Eventually, yes,” Villain said. “Now, though, you should drink this-” they handed Hero a glass of water- “and rest. The rest will come later.”

Hero looked at them gratefully, holding the cup in both hands. “I can’t thank you enough-”

“No need to thank me,” Villain said, waving their hand. “This certainly changes things, but I’d never turn someone away.”

Hero nodded. “I know. That’s why I came.”

“I’m gonna go get you some painkillers, okay? Then you should try and get some sleep.” Villain stood up from the bedside chair.