I swear I'm trying my best to get things done for you guys I have so many unfinished drafts it's just really hard to stay motivated rn and I'm stressed cause we're moving pls don't be mad at me-

(Also this is an au where roman is a superhero just go with it)

Roman jumped from rooftop to rooftop, gasping for breath as he ran. The villain he had been trying to defeat was not far behind, and he couldn't run for much longer. He knew that if he slowed down they would catch up with him, and he couldn't risk that just yet.

His eyes scanned over the buildings in front of him, searching for somewhere he could go. He just needed to catch his breath for a minute-then he would come back, defeat the villain, and celebrate his victory with a nice long nap. He just needed some place to hide.

Roman suddenly realized he was getting close to his apartment building. Having an incredibly risky idea, he once again scanned the area for a way to pull it off. Finding what he was looking for Roman silently prayed that it would work, taking a huge breath in as he made his feet move the slightest bit faster.

The next building he had to jump to-his apartment building-was much lower down than the one he was currently running on. He made his way over to it quickly, jumping from the roof and hoping that it looked convincing enough. Instead of landing on the building ahead of him, like he tried to make it look like, he instead dropped down to the fire escape on the side of the taller building. He backed himself flat against the wall, throwing a hand over his mouth so he wouldn't breathe and risk being heard.

He only had to wait a few moments before his assailant passed overhead, landing on the next building just as Roman hoped. He still waited a few more moments, just in case he was figured out and the villain returned. When he didn't see them he finally let himself breathe again, taking in huge puffs of air. He looked towards his apartment building, spotting his own apartment window. He knew it wasn't safe to stay out there, and he hoped he could make it safely into his apartment so that he could hide there for a few minutes.

The two buildings weren't very far apart, so Roman decided to standing on the railings of the fire escape and jump over. He caught the windowsill of the apartment directly across from him, jumping from window to window like that until he made it to his own apartment. He let go of the windowsill with one hand, panicking for a moment as he almost slipped. He grabbed on with both hands again, taking a moment to simply hang there and breathe.

Once he wasn't so freaked out about falling he once again let go with one of his hands, being a lot more careful this time, and used it to slide the window open. He finally pulled himself up, leaning into the window and falling in face first. After collapsing on the kitchen floor he sighed, closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. Finally, he thought to himself. Some time alone.

"What the fuck?" Someone shouted, Roman hearing someone entering the kitchen. His eyes flew open, wondering why the hell someone would be in his house, and soon realizing that this was not his house.

"Oh shit," Roman cursed, jumping to his feet and looking towards the source of the voice. He felt his cheeks flush as he did, taking in the appearance of a man who appeared to be the same age as him standing in the kitchen entryway.

"Oh shit," he mumbled again, thankful that his mask covered most of his face. He tried his best to appear calm and collected, but his mouth opened and closed and he couldn't quite get any words out of his mouth no matter how hard he tried. After a few moments of the other man staring at him in fear he seemed to slowly relax, frowning.

"Wait a second... aren't you that weird superhero guy?" The man squinted at him, looking him up and down. Roman couldn't help but take offense.

"I am not weird! I save people, and defeat the bad guys. I'm awesome!" Roman defended himself, frowning and crossing his arms over his chest. The other man raised an eyebrow at him and scoffed.

"Yeah, okay. If you're so awesome why are you hiding in my apartment and not out there, fighting the bad guys?" He asked, and Roman spluttered for an answer.

"Do you have any idea just how hard it is to defeat these villains? I simply needed a moment to catch my breath! I didn't know that this was your apartment." Roman found that with every passing second he liked this stranger less and less. Why must it always be the attractive ones that were so... frustrating?

"Right," The other man rolled his eyes. "Who's apartment were you trying to break into?"

"I wasn't trying to break into anyone's apartment!" Roman insisted, before sighing and shaking his head. "This is useless. Can I please just stay here for a few more minutes before I have to go back out there and start fighting again? This is exhausting."

The man just shrugged, turning away from him to open one of the kitchen cupboards, looking for something. Roman didn't pay too much attention to him, sinking down to sit on the floor in front of the window again and sighing. He closed his eyes, letting himself rest a few more minutes before he needed to get back out there. He heard someone clear their throat in front of him, opening one eye and raising an eyebrow up at the man in front of him, who he swore now had pink cheeks.

"Uh... want some water?" He held out the glass to Roman nervously, and Roman watched him for a moment, confused. Virgil huffed as he continued to stare, looking in the opposite direction as his cheeks burned a darker shade of red. "You just said that fighting was exhausting, I thought it might help. Just take it and stop staring at me like I'm crazy. I'm not the one who broke into a strangers apartment."

"But you are the one who decided to let him stay and offer him a drink instead of calling the cops," Roman snickered, taking the drink and smiling at the other. "Thanks. For the drink, and for not freaking out and calling the cops the moment you saw me in here."

"No problem," he shrugged, moving to the kitchen counter and jumping to sit on top of it. "You might wanna hurry back though. I mean, stopping the bad guys sounds pretty urgent to me."

"Right," Roman nodded, downing the glass of water quickly and standing, handing the cup back over. He flashed the man a grin, moving back over to the open window.

"I do have a front door, y'know." The man called behind him, and Roman laughed.

"That's no fun!" He called, already climbing out onto the windowsill. He paused before jumping to look back at the man, still smiling wide. "Suppose I'll see you around then. Thanks for letting me stop by for a while."

"No problem. Just... be careful," the stranger frowned, looking out the window where Roman was balancing. Roman just grinned wider, and shrugged.

"I'll be fine." And without another word, he jumped.

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Roman really didn't mean to land in the same strangers apartment again. Their apartments were right next door, and it was an accident. Once again, he managed to slip open the wrong window, falling inside and landing upside down, his feet still hanging out the window. He looked around, recognizing the apartment again and groaning.

"Back again?" The stranger asked, coming into view upside down in front of him. Roman pouted at him.

"It wasn't on purpose. Little help?" He asked, attempting to pull his foot through the window with little success. The man laughed, stepping forward and helping free him from the window. Roman fell completely onto the floor now, groaning again in pain and squeezing his eyes shut.

"Why're you here this time?" He questioned, watching as Roman attempted to get off the ground.

"Maybe I just missed your charming personality." Roman shot him a smile that turned into a grimace, collapsing back onto the floor again. That was when the stranger took notice of the red pooling under him, and he immediately felt worried.

"Dude! What happened?" He asked, quickly helping Roman rise to his feet. He threw one of Roman's arms over his shoulders, his arm wrapping around his waist as he helped him over to his couch. He had him lay on his side, looking at the tear in the heroes outfit that showed a large cut on his back.

"It's not a big deal," Roman insisted, hissing when he touched it. "It's just a tiny cut. I was just trying to... trying to get somewhere to get it fixed up, and well... landed here."

"This isn't a tiny cut! You weren't thinking of fixing this yourself, were you? That's impossible." The stranger fussed, sighing and stepping away from him. "Wait here. I have a first aid kit somewhere."

By the time he finished patching up the cut on his back, Roman fell asleep. He had been out for a while before finally stopping the criminal who had given him his cut, and he was exhausted. Even though his injury still hurt like hell he somehow managed to drift to sleep while he was working. When the other noticed that he was asleep he simply sighed, throwing a blanket overtop of him and sitting down in the chair across from the couch, thinking of just how strange the situation was.

He watched Roman silently for a while, eyes going to the mask on his face. He wondered briefly what the man under the mask looked like, and who he was. Maybe he knew him, outside of the instances where he ended up in his apartment window. He considered getting out of his chair, and taking off the mask. Just for a moment, just to have a peek, and then he would put it back and pretend nothing ever happened.

Then he realized how stupid of a plan that was. He would surely feel his mask being removed and wake up if he tried. How would he explain himself? Besides, if he wanted to keep his identity a secret then he should respect that. He quickly rid his mind of those thoughts, instead opening up his phone to wait for him to wake up again.

Roman had a nightmare while he slept. He dreamed of the same villain from earlier that day, dreamed of what might have happened if it hadn't been as simple as a cut. He dreamed that he had been just a little closer to Roman, that he was just close enough that the knife really did more damage. It hurt, and it felt so real, and Roman was sure that he was really going to die and then he shot up on the couch with a gasp, startling the man on the chair across from him.

Roman looked around frantically for a moment, not knowing where he was or what was happening. It took him a moment to remember where he was, and why his surroundings were so different and unfamiliar. He calmed down slowly, taking in slow and deep breaths, frowning as he looked around the room. His eyes found the other mans, finding him watching Roman worriedly.

"Hey," he mumbled quietly, turning his phone off and setting it aside. "How are you feeling?"

"I..." Roman frowned, thinking about how his back was hurting. He considered lying so that he could leave sooner, but decided against it. He sighed. "My back... it hurts."

The man nodded, gesturing to the table beside of the couch that had a glass of water and a pill on it. Roman smiled gratefully at him, thanking him before taking it. It stayed quiet for a while, Roman sitting back on the couch and wincing as his back hit the couch cushion. The man frowned, opening his mouth to speak and then pausing.

"So... this is random and all, but I feel like after pretty much saving you from bleeding to death and helping you hide away from criminals is enough to know each other's names, so mines Virgil." Virgil shot Roman an awkward smile. "You don't have to tell me yours or anything. I'm sure you're trying to keep your identity a secret and all. Just thought you might wanna know mine."

"Virgil's a nice name." Roman smiled at him, and Virgil felt his face flush.

"Thanks... Anyways, how long are you gonna stay here? You don't have to leave soon or anything, but it is kinda getting kinda late. Do you have anywhere else to be?" He asked, and Roman frowned.

"Shit... I do need to get home soon," he muttered after glancing towards the clock. He started to stand but stopped, crying out as his back hurt him again.

"Whoa, slow down dude!" Virgil said, jumping up and helping him stand up straight. "You sure you have to get home? It might be safer for you if you stay..."

"No, I'll be fine." Roman insisted, standing up on his own and already making his way towards the door with Virgil following close behind. "It's not that far anyways, don't worry. I'll be perfectly fine."

"If you're sure.." Virgil shrugged, still looking worried. Roman stopped walking to turn to him, grinning again.

"I promise, it's really close to my place anyways. I'll be fine." Roman's grin turned into a more serious small smile. "Thank you. I may be the hero who goes out and stops all the bad guys, but today you're my hero."

Virgil felt his cheeks burn again at that, and he rolled his eyes. "It's... not that big of a deal. If I didn't help you you'd have stained by floor with blood and probably died. Then my apartment would've smelled. It was mostly for my benefit."

"Right, of course." Roman shook his head, laughing along with Virgil. "Well, regardless of your reasons this is still the second time you've saved me. I hope that maybe this may repay you, for now."

Roman leaned down closer to Virgil, who stood completely still as he waited, confused about what he was doing. When Roman pressed a kiss to his cheek finally he was shocked, face burning the brightest it ever had while Roman pulled away with a chuckle. He didn't know what to say after that, simply standing there in shock while Roman opened up his front door, still grinning at him.

"I'll see you around, Virgil." He said finally, pulling the door closed behind him and finally snapping Virgil out of his spell. He finally felt like he could move again, reaching a hand up and touching the cheek that had just moments ago had Roman's lips on them. He put a hand over his mouth as a wide smile stretched across his cheeks, a quiet laugh escaping him.

He certainly hoped he would get to see the annoying but charming superhero again, and hopefully soon.

Ahhhhhh I want this to be so much longer but it's gonna have to go in 2 parts because it's 6AM and I'm tired and stressed and need to go to sleep

So uh, next part should be out soon hopefully??? Idk??? It also kinda depends on if you guys like it so let me know what you think I suppose. Sorry it wasn't a request, yet again. Ugh I hate myself, anyways-

I will try my best to update in this book faster, but don't be super surprised if I end up taking a break after I finish requests. I am stressed, and we are moving, and I don't have much time and when I do I'm just unmotivated so I apologize. Hopefully the move will be over kinda quickly and I can start feeling better mentally again. Right now it's just super hard. Sorry. Have some pictures of tiny puppies my grandmas dog just had, bc they're adorable and me ranting is annoying

Those ones are Molly's puppies(three of their dogs just had puppies so I took pictures of hers and of Boo's)

Here is Molly

And here's Boo and her puppies!!! Aren't they adorable??? They're so small!!! I love them!!

Anyways lol, that's all I have to put in here. Let me know what you thought of the oneshot, and if you'd like a second part. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it. *

* thanks for the suggestion!!!! Hope you all are doing well, and remembering to take care of yourselves better than I am. I love you guys. Bye!-Bob