#tw dubcon kiss

Continued from here

CW: Dubcon kiss, kidnapping, mind control, collapse, alcoholism, heavily implied prostitution

Villain’s apartment complex was cheap and smelled like pot. Villain knew this. Normally, it didn’t bother them. Villain work didn’t always pay well. This was a place they could consistently afford.

With Hero here, however, Villain was a little uncomfortable— embarrassed even. They were suddenly aware of how trashy their place was.

When they got to the third floor, they felt it even more acutely.

“Hey, sugar. You and your friend lookin’ for a good time?”

“Not tonight, doll.” Villain planned to walk straight past, but the woman stepped in front of them, pouting.

“Come on, sugar… you always say yes.” The woman trailed her hand down Villain’s arm. “Won’t you at least introduce me?”

“No.” Villain said flatly. “Move.”

The woman turned to Hero instead. “Are you really okay with them speaking for you?”

“No.” Hero said, but then continued. “Unfortunately for you, you’re really not my type.”

“Oh? And what is your type?”

“Tall, black hair, blue eyes— someone who can kick ass.” Hero gave the woman a once over. “You don’t seem to have any of those things.”

Villain felt their face burn. Hero had all but described them. “Well, you heard them, doll. How about you get out of our way and maybe I’ll come back later, hm?”

“No. You won’t.” Hero interjected, pulling Villain past the woman.

—

“Why did you say that?” Villain asked as they fumbled with their lock.

“Why did I say what?”

“When she asked what you’re type is.”

“What do you mean? That is my type.”

“Hero.” Villain pushed their door open. “You described me.”

Hero laughed. “Yeah, right. Like you fit the last criteria.”

“Hero! Kicking ass is literally my job! I kick your ass every other week!”

“Okay, so what if you are my type?” Hero followed Villain into their apartment. “It doesn’t mean I like you. Just people similar to you.”

“That sounds stupid.” Villain closed their door.

Hero shrugged. “Whatever. It’s not like I’m even interested in anyone right now.”

“Of course you’re not…” Villain muttered. “No life outside of work.” They grumbled, turning away.

Hero’s expression darkened.

Before Villain knew what was happening, Hero had spun them around and backed them against the wall, holding Villain by the collar. For a brief moment, Villain thought they were about to be punched in the face. “Hero—”

Hero cut Villain off with a kiss on the lips. It was rough and drunkenly clumsy. After a moment of shock, Villain pushed Hero off.

“Hero! What the hell??”

“I’m not some loser, y'know.” Hero muttered, angry. “I value my job. I enjoy what I do. It just… gets in the way of other things. So I lie. I say I don’t like things that I really do because I hope that maybe— just maybe— I can convince myself that I don’t really want anything else.”

“Hero—”

“Shut up! What I’m trying to say is that I do like you!” Hero’s eyes searched Villain’s face, making Villain feel a little uncomfortable. In a moment, Hero’s expression faltered. “And… you’re not even remotely interested, are you. Heh…” Hero took a step away. “Just my luck.”

“Hero, what did you expect from me? You’re drunk— you think I’m just going to take everything you say at face value?”

“I’m not thatdrunk!”

“Yes, you are! This is the most I’ve heard you say in the entire two years that I’ve known you! And even when you’re a little talkative, you’re always very calm and logical. Nothing you’ve said is logical!”

Hero covered their face with their hands. “Just… just stop, okay?” They said quietly. “If you don’t like me back, then whatever, just… leave it.”

“I didn’t say that I don’t like you—”

“You didn’t have to.” Hero snapped, not moving from where they stood.

“Hero, I’m not going to kiss you when you’re drunk. If you still want to kiss me in the morning, we can reevaluate then.”

“I’m leaving.” Hero turned towards the door.

“No, you’re not.” Villain caught Hero by the arm.

“Let go of me.” Hero snarled.

“I will not. You are staying here until you’re sober and that’s that.”

“If you don’t let go right now, I swear, I don’t fucking care if I can’t use my powers, I’m going to make you regret it.”

“I am not letting you go. I don’t want you to get hurt.” Villain pulled Hero back against them.

Hero struggled, yelling as they tried to kick Villain.

“If you don’t stop, I’m going to make you stop.” Villain’s tone was calm, but their hold was firm.

Hero calmed down a little bit, but was still extremely tense. “Fine. Fine, just let go.”

Villain let go slowly and Hero took a step away, glaring into the ground.

Hero took a moment to breathe, and then bolted for the door.

Villain didn’t have time to grab them, but they instinctively reached out with their mind. They didn’t usually use their powers on civilians or people without powers. Since Hero was drunk, they couldn’t shield their mind, so Villain wouldn’t have used their powers under normal circumstances. However, this wasn’t under normal circumstances.

Hero placed their hand on the doorknob, but made it no further, their knees buckled and they collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.