I have no restraint

Part one here

Part two here

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One date turned into two dates. Two dates turned into four dates. And four dates turned into the villain and the hero going steady.

The hero didn’t know what to think. 

But it wasn’t like she could get away from it all seeing as her boyfriend was also her arch-nemesis. 

“So,” the villain said, “You still going out with what’s-his-face?” He was looking over the hero, who was occupied gripping the ledge of his building for dear life.

“Aw, you jealous?” She teased through gasps and nearly losing hold of the building. 

He smirked, grabbing her before she could fall. “You’re just mad you couldn’t get me. Does he know he was your second choice?”

She gripped his hand tight as he pulled her up from the ledge, disguising his rescue by throwing her across the top of the building. She hit the ground hard. She let out a soft groan.

His eyes flashed with concern for a moment. Then he tried to mask his concern with triumph. After all this time he still thought she was in the dark. How cute.

The hero stood up shakily. “You just wish you could be half as good looking as he is,” she shot back.

She saw him perk up. He liked it when she complimented him. But then he shrugged nonchalantly. “You haven’t seen me without the mask.”

She put a hand on her hip. “You gonna take it off?”

“Just a thought.”

She laughed, then looked at her watch. Woah she was going to be late to her-their date. He seemed to realize this too. He smiled. “Well I’d love to stay and chat, darling, but I’m going to have to go.” His eyes glittered. “Previous engagement.” And then, the ever dramatic person that he was, he jumped off the side of the building.

“See you at six,” the hero mumbled.

***

The villain knew it was only a matter of time before the hero found out. It was a miracle that it had lasted this long. But when she found out . . .

She would hate him. 

He couldn’t let that happen. It had all started as a trick, but things had changed now. A month ago he would have let her fall from that building. And now he was feeling guilty over accidently hurting her.

He was still thinking about what she said. She thinks I’m good looking. He smiled. At least she thinks they both looked completely different. 

She arrived at the park five minutes after six. A small smirk on her face and her eyes glittering. “Ready to lose?”

“Is it supposed to be a race?”

They were going to hike up a trail and have a picnic at the top. Nothing competitive about it. But she loved a competition. 

“That’s what I’d say too if I knew I was going to lose,” she said.

He smiled. She insisted on giving him a head start. And then she proceeded to beat him to the top. 

He wasn’t going to hear the end of that any time soon.

***

“YEAH! I win!” The hero cheered when she reached the picnic spot. 

The villain was only a few seconds behind her. “Yeah only because I let you win,” he panted. 

She laughed. “If that’s what you want to tell yourself.” But before she could do any further bragging, she felt a pang in her side. She held back a gasp. It must’ve been from earlier. 

The villain’s smile faded. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” She turned away from him to the food, closing off further questioning. “Wow this looks awesome!”

“Yeah I packed a lot of food.” He gave her a sideways glance. “For you.”

“I don’t eat that much.”

“My wallet begs to differ.”

“Fine I’ll buy from now on,” the hero relented, sitting down on the picnic blanket. He sat down next to her. She smirked. “You bring your guitar?” She wasn’t that surprised to find out that he couldn’t actually play the guitar. She was still teasing him about it.

He raised an eyebrow. “You bring your juggling knives?” He shot back.

“Alright you win.”

He laughed.

She had ‘revealed’ a week ago that the reason for her scars was that she was actually the hero. He was pretty good at acting, she almost believed he hadn’t known. 

After they finished eating, they watched the sunset together. The hero leaned against the villain, lost in thought. 

She had fallen for the villain. She could still try to pretend it was to gather intel, or getting the upper hand on him, but she knew that she was . . . in love. 

In love!

Before she could ponder further on this exhilarating horrifying fact, the villain spoke. “So did [Villain] give you any trouble today?”

“Yeah,” the hero muttered. 

“Did he get away?”

“He jumped off the building.” She shook her head, biting back a laugh. “He’s so dramatic.”

The hero could almost hear the villain resisting the urge to argue. “But you’ll get him next time right?” he asked. 

She chuckled. She already had him. “Right,” she answered

“So,” he said, “what’s it like being a superhero?”

“It’s pretty cool. Keys to the city, servants to do my bidding, guys left and right; I’m living the dream.”

“I’m your favorite guy right?”

“Second favorite. Steve gives excellent massages.”

The villain gave a soft chuckle. “So besides all that, what’s it really like?”

The hero sighed, leaning in further into the villain’s chest. “Stressful.”

“I can understand that.”

The hero shook her head slowly. “You're the first person I’ve gone out with in ages.”

“I can tell.”

The hero smacked him. He laughed again. She loved it when he laughed. And he laughed so easily with her. It made her feel like she was a world class comedian. 

But then his laugh died.

“Did he hurt you?”

She turned to him now, watching his eyes when she answered. “Yeah.” She put her hand to her side. “Right here.”

His eyes flashed with his usual concern–and guilt. “Hey Cas, there’s something I need to tell you.”

“[Villain] I know it’s you.”

His jaw nearly dropped. “You do?”

“Ever since I saw your picture.” She raised an eyebrow. “You really think I didn’t realize this whole time?”

He looked at her sheepishly. “Maybe.”

She laughed. “You know,” she said, “on our first date, my friends were waiting to ambush you.”

“I was going to kidnap you.”

“Real original.”

“Yeah.” He sighed with relief, silent for a moment. Then he turned to the hero. “You really think I’m dramatic?” he asked. 

“Definitely.”

“And we aren’t going to fight anymore?”

The hero smiled. “Well don’t get too crazy.”

 He smiled back. “And you aren’t going to break up with me?”

“Nope.”

“Well now what?”

“Haven’t you seen any movies? This is where we kiss.” 

“Oh.” 

The villain turned toward her, her eyes glinting with a challenge. He smiled at her, those eyes meeting the challenge.

And then they kissed, the sun completely falling behind the horizon.

Any Human Heart (2010)

What’s this ship name? Toki?

Toki - Do I ship it?

I ship it. (Not super strongly though)

1. What made you ship it? Literally just this

2. What are your favorite things about the ship? They both have such sarcastic wit, I think their flirting would be hilarious. Think of the smirking. 😏