Fixed
He looked like Villain, but at the same time, he didn’t.
The man on the floor looked wrong.
Villain’s once slick, shiny hair was now greasy and matted, his fraim unhealthily skinny, and his eyes surrounded by dark rings.
Not only Villain’s appearance, but the whole situation, was alarming for hero.
He was in Superhero's home for the first time ever, even while being Superhero’s successor. Hero had been invited for a “special occasion”, which it definitely was, and nothing could have prepared him for it.
Villain, the cunning, criminal genius, was on his knees, above the icy floor of Superhero’s apartment, staring upwards at Hero in awe.
“Hero, sir!” A wide, genuine smile spread across Villain’s face, squishing his sunken cheeks.
Hero was frozen still, the sight in front of him seeping into every inch of his brain. He almost didn’t notice Villain’s next move. Hero jerked his entire body backwards, almost ramming into the wall.
Villain should’ve been fighting, screaming, throwing insults, just like he had when he had been arrested months prior. When Hero arrested him.
Instead, Villain had been bent down kissing his shoes.
It couldn’t be Villain. Villain would have never done anything remotely similar, not ever, and he definitely wouldn’t have done it of his own free will.
“N-no!” Hero exclaimed, an expression of shock and disdain on his face. In return, Villain's face fell.
“I’m sorry sir! Please, I-I didn’t mean to upset you!” Villain looked frantic, Hero had never seen him so unkempt before.
“Villain what’s- don’t call me- are you in danger? What’s going-”
“Sir,” Villain met his eyes, a smile returning to his distressed expression. “I’m finally better for you. I’m good. Superhero sir says so.” His hands clinged onto one another, as if begging to Hero.
The slender man swiftly crawled closer to Hero, and clasped with weak hands onto Hero’s pant legs.
“I’m a good boy, sir. I promise. I worked so hard.
Before Hero could react, a rough hand clutched to his shoulder.
“You like your gift? I worked pretty hard on it.” Superhero bent down, ruffling a large hand through Villain’s shaggy hair. Villain visibly leaned into the touch, his wide smile returning fully.
“What… what happened, Superhero?” Hero managed, eager to shove the rising bile back down to his stomach.
“You’re pretty surprised, aren’t’cha? I guess I would be too if my nemesis was groveling at my feet.” A deep laugh echoed throughout the room. Superhero walked leisurely toward the kitchen area. “Let’s sit down first, I’ll have the pet make us some tea.”
“Superhero.” The footsteps ceased.
A moment passed filled with silence. Hero’s gaze burning a hole through Superhero’s head.
“Damn kid, okay. Didn’t realize you’d be so excited to find out.” Hero’s fists tightened. “You remember when you captured him, yeah? Ah, he was so different then, so fiesty.” His fingers twisted through Villain’s hair.
“Well he didn’t go to prison like you thought he did. He was instead, the first patient in a program set to reprogram villains. To fix them.
And that’s exactly what I did to him.”
Villain nodded excitedly. “Yes sir, yes! I’m fixed now, I’m good!” Superhero’s mouth curled upwards.
“And now that you’re fixed, pet, what are you?” A bead of sweat trickled down Hero’s face.
