⚠️ - forget hope - ⚠️

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Felix wanted to stay, to watch until she finally stopped screaming. The woman who went with him tugged at his sleeve. He turned, getting the hint quickly. They walked off, only Felix turning around to watch as the fire began to spread.

~The Grubs, Pierce's home~
He didn't know where Pierce was. The man had gone down to put the bowl away. Oxzy had heard a crash and a few fearful noises. It made him nervous, he tried to stand up from the comfortable bed, he had fallen back over. Staggering to the doorway, Oxzy opened it to be met with Pierce.

"What are you doing up?" The villain asked quickly.

Oxzy took in the state, looking up at Pierce. He moved his eyes down, catching the villain's hand cut and bleeding. Before he could say anything Pierce walked forward. He shut the door while grabbing the hero by his waist, guiding him back to the bed while Oxzy felt limp in his grasp.

"You should stay in bed. You want your fever to go down right?"

"I'm already feeling better," Oxzy coldly replied. But still, the villain set him on the bed, ignoring the shoves coming from him. Oxzy looked up to him, making a gesture to his cut hand.

Pierce looked down. "Huh, when did that happen?" He watched as Oxzy took his hand, looking down at it with confusion. He couldn't help but giggle. "What? Are you gonna lick it clean for me?"

"Disgusting." Oxzy sneered from under him. Pierce rolled his eyes, feeling a sharp pain from his hand. He looked at Oxzy in confusion, watching him pick out a few small pieces of glass.

Pierce looked at him with amazement. How did he see those? Pierce didn't even feel the glass in his skin.

The hero sat his arm back, keeping his eyes away from Pierce. The villain smiled, leaning forward to Oxzy's red face. The hero, in turn, leaned back, tapping his shoulder with his arm. "Go clean the wound off."

Pierce said nothing, watching Oxzy's reactions with a wide smile. The hero stayed the same, waiting for a response, only Pierce said nothing. He combed his hand through his hair and to the hero's pale skin. Leaning down, he pecked the hero's cheek with a gentle motion.

"Of course, thank you Ox." His voice was gentle, a soft tone with a soft gesture. He left the room to the bathroom across the hall. The hero was left alone in the room.

Once again. Very confused.

What is wrong with Pierce? He was acting very, very weird for no reason. He was acting "loving" to the hero. The hero that he HATES.

Oxzy found his head in hand. His head was hung low, lots of questions running through him. Everything that happened in the spam of maybe 5 days was too much.

He lost everything. Even lost his powers. He was assaulted violently by strangers. Taken in by the villain who wanted him dead. Had sex with said villain. Been fed from the villain, now was kissed gently.

Oxzy never thought Pierce was capable of such gentleness. The man was a beast, a horrible monster who kills people. How.. Why was he like this?

The hero felt energy pile up in him. He was healing, his body was still sore, his throat was still painful with each gulp. His skin was still bruised, but he could feel that his body was healing. The food, and maybe in an odd way, the way the villain was treated with such gentleness made it ease him. Made him calm down enough to heal.

When he is healed, he will have to leave anyway. Staying here with Pierce was never the plan. He wouldn't make any sort of connections, if anything like that can be such a thing. He had to leave, the villain would take advantage when the time comes. He can't get too comfortable.

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