'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

- outrunning problems -

The man sobbed, closing his eyes. "He- He told us to check! Jus-Just to check on y-you..!"

"Hm.." The villain hummed, eyeing the man, he wasn't believing it.

"It-s true!" The man in his hold cried out, trying harder to pry away.

Pierce held harder, growing small flames to burn his flesh. He cried, trying to push it away. The villain just made the flames bigger. He was burning his flesh slowly, the man gave up on fighting. When Pierce felt the man stop moving, he let the flames disappear, looking down at the other man.

The other man looked up in shock, he was fearful that Pierce had just killed the other man that wasn't moving. He didn't want that to happen to him. With a shaky gulp, he faced the evil man.

"Your b-brother.. Was told that the h-ero was here..!" He whimpered out. The villain's eyes grew darker, scaring the man even more. "For your sake! He was just worried?"

"I don't need a rat like him to worry..." The villain leaned down, eyeing the man. He shrank back, trying to run away. Pierce shook his head, "well I see that you have nothing else to give.."

The man flinched when Pierce grabbed his collar. He now had both of the men in his grasp, without breaking a sweat. The man began to wither wildly in fear, he fought back, fearing for his life. When Pierce gave no mind, he turned to the open door, dragging both of them out. He began to plead, pleading to be let go.

It went past Pierce's ears, he stopped when on his pouch. Without a word, Pierce threw the unconscious man onto the streets, he hit the ground with a crack. The other man shrieked, grabbing at Pierce with desperation. He missed every grab, instead was also lifted into the air.

A scream echoed within the streets, it hit the houses before a loud smash filled the streets with silence. The man was now bloody and silent in Pierce's hand, he sighed in relief.

"Finally, you shut up." He smiled to himself, dragging the man off his pouch before dropping him in the streets. He didn't bother to check if either of the men were still alive, he made his way back to his door.

He entered before closing the door, immediately, he heard a few sounds up stairs. It was faint, but enough for him to speed walk up there. It sounded like Oxzy was out of the bathroom, and he was.

Pierce came into his room to find the hero holding onto the black undershirt he was found in. The villain had washed it, it was left in the dryer that was next to the bathroom, it seemed like the hero had grabbed it and put it back on. He had taken off the sweater Pierce had given him, looking at the surprised villain who entered the room.

Pierce was trying to piece everything together as Oxzy shuffled around. He looked to the ground, trying to think of something to say. Instead of the hero speaking, it was the villain who spoke first.

"Leaving looking like that?"

The hero flinched, looking down at himself he felt his face heat up. He was only wearing the wrinkly black undershirt, and a large pair of red sport shorts that were the villains. Even so, what else is he supposed to wear?

He doesn't have anything else, anything to his name.

Only the black shirt he was assaulted in.

Pierce chuckled at the hero's silence. With a shake of his head he stepped forward, "where are you gonna go? Do you have some safe house I don't know about or something?"

The hero felt his face heat in embarrassment, he tried to shake it off, holding the shirt close to his chest.

Instead of saying something like Pierce had hoped, Oxzy stood in silence. His face was a brash red, eyes and body shifting uncomfortably. The villain couldn't help but feel like all of this was funny.